Pick Yer Chicken

I heard about a market on Federal Hill, Antonelli's, that was supposed to have the best chicken ever, not flavorless and dull like most.  You can also apparently go in the back of the shop and pick out your chicken before it's butchered.  I haven't quite gotten to that point, but I did want to check the place out, so Craig and I drove up there on a Saturday a couple of weeks ago.  It was really clean and pleasant, no visible butchering.  A sign said they have goat (chivo), and the woman told me they often have rabbit, but had sold out.  You can also buy chicken feet there.  We bought a small chicken, sans feet.  This was the very best chicken soup I have ever made!  I don't think I did anything out of the ordinary, it must have been the chicken.  I can't wait to try roasting one.  Craig drank a Moose Drool from his microbrew club, and I made some hippie bread to soak up the delicious broth.  Next time it's the chivo!