Apologies to HFW if you just Googled your own name and came across my title! and apologies to vegetarians - you may wish to skip this post.
So a while ago, I was at a neighbours party partaking in a few too many glasses of vino collapso and I had a bit of a drunken conversation with another neighbour who partakes in a bit of "hunting, shooting and a fishing". I had watched with interest a few nights previously good old HFW showing us how to pop the breasts out of a couple of pigeons - it looked easy and I thought I might like like to have a go (I may have had a glass of wine that night too!). And so I mentioned this to my neighbour - then moved onto some other drivel topic of drunken conversation - as you do.
Hubby looked across at me, with that look on his face that says "Now what mess have you gotten yourself into?".
What could I do? The kids were horrified - yet curios at the same time. Hubby was just horrified and declared he couldn't start butchering them - I was on my own. So I "manned up" (my son's phrase) and dove in - following Hugh's instruction. It was surprisingly easy to extract the pigeon breasts once I got going and so I marinated them overnight in red wine (what else!) and garlic and a few herbs from the garden.