One mother quail and a covey of 16 baby quails, successfully hatched, last seen heading through the Cabernet sauvignon vines towards the creek. But, watch out for that racoon! Duck, there's a hawk! And, whilst you're dodging deathly hazards...leave my grapes alone.God speed, little ones.
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Hmm. Escaped the watercress salad and tarragon mayo, obviously. The next stop has to be roasting - with some chestnuts and Calvados?
Southern fried quail is a dish that I had at Harvest Moon in Sonoma. Pretty good stuff.
mmmmm southern fried quail and calvados. im going a hunting at the weekend.
Wow, there is a lot of hazards for those wee things! But Mum is close to the wine...
they're part of the terroir! Beautiful... love how the photo of the empty shells makes you think about the lives the little baby birds are living now... love it!
Thank you all for your comments, even if some of them frightened me!
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