What a difference a coast makes.
Here's from Youtube: Crows circling and attacking a hawk - YouTube
Here they hover above and beside you to catch what's coming to the party.
Here they fly right onto your plate.
Crows run the hawks outta town on sheer numbers. Dive bombing them from behind in such a way as you can hear the fear in the hawk screeching as it tries to escape.
Here's from Youtube: Crows circling and attacking a hawk - YouTube
Yes, loose bits of baby crow.
Since this is a food thread, time to eat crow.
I think they really served that instead of chicken in middle school! (Based on the terrible taste.) Of course the standard was on days they served turkey the usual pigeons were not to be found hanging around the school!
Oh and went to a picnic yesterday. Music, too much food, interesting folks, but of course I was the oldest guy there!
No ants, birds, etc. Or at least my vision is bad enough I didn't see any.
Little dumplings, an ultimate comfort food in many cultures. What meats did they use?
We buy them frozen from Polish shops here in the UK.
Very popular with the Russian (e.g. my wife!) diaspora. Made from 50:50 Pork and Beef with whole black peppercorns inside.
We serve in a strong beef broth with Smetana (sour cream.)
Add black rye bread, sliced dill pickled cucumber and a good vodka and your there!
With apologies to the folks where firearms aren't as common...A 38 handgun! Not enough stopping power for me. Took him three shots! The gun only holds six. With a bit of bad luck the story could have been quite different.
Been awfully busy these days so not a lot of kitchen fun happening but tonight I'ma gonna take some time for myself.
We have sliced beef for a future fondue, Pho or Shabu Shabu.
We have Uterus for tonight done 5 spice style and the pig skin for snacking. I think I will be using all 4 ovens to do the cracklin'.
We have sliced beef for a future fondue, Pho or Shabu Shabu.
We have Uterus for tonight done 5 spice style and the pig skin for snacking. I think I will be using all 4 ovens to do the cracklin'.
Attachments
They don't always escape.
Some years ago while walking my dog I saw 3 crows harassing a hawk in my local park.
They wouldn't let the hawk rest at all but eventually he perched high up on a tree. Two of the crows perched either side of the hawk and kept pecking at it until it died and fell off.
The hawk's fear-filled screeches got weaker as exhaustion set in.
Not an easily forgettable experience.
