Today I went with Dad to our favourite butcher's shop. Yes, Beth, I know what I said but . . .
Anyway, half way through my order I asked if he had any chicken bones for stock. He went out the back and came back in with a huge bag of carcass bits with really quite a bit of meat still on. No leg bones, etc, just the 'central' bits, but wow - and they were free!!! Chicken soup, here I come.
I also asked for some brisket and he rolled and tied a whole piece and then cut off what I wanted. It was interesting to watch.
Now I have to find room in the freezer but I have plenty for Sunday family dinners to come!