I am not a huge fan of feet. I love summer, but I hate looking at people's feet in their sandals, flip-flops, etc. Especially because most people are not very aesthetic about it, meaning their choice of footwear or the care of their feet.
But chicken feet are another thing. Chicken feet are adorable. The way they move their toes when they walk, when they scratch, or if they just are. I admit to having eaten chicken feet in my life, more than once, but for some reason, unless you are a gourmet or very poor, I think that by the time you grow up, eating chicken feet loses its initial flair. I know of few adults who are happy to find a chicken foot (or head, God forbid!) floating around in a bowl of soup. Which is strange because children, who are notoriously finicky eaters gladly eat chicken feet and necks and so on. At least the children I encountered (this is Central Europe). But let's steer away from gastronomy an concentrate of the beauty of chicken's feet. Here are a few I have selected.
Instead of the doggy/kitty door, here is the chicken door:
Hen foot fetish:
And a little curled foot at birth before taking the first step in life...
