Books [A Genzil for the Holidays]
“This street was once the fish and poultry center of the city. There was a city-owned fish market across the way, but it didn't make out. People moved uptown, the markets moved with them. We still get plenty of business here. Not the same kind of trade, of course. I would say it's more discriminating today. If you want to get an interesting picture of the change in tastes you should come here at about nine o'clock Thursday morning; that's our busiest time for the housewife trade. You should see how they pick up a chicken, blow on it from all sides, examine the color...Oh yes, you can tell that way. A yellowish color shows fattiness. Then, by feeling the breastbone, a housewife can usually detect whether a chicken is plump enough. Years ago almost anything went. Roosters over a year old - plain meat, but it was cheap, so they bought it. Nowadays they want something tasty; we couldn't sell a coop of roosters in a month's time.
“Most of our sales are to butchers; they're choosy too, but you'd be surprised, they don't know any more about what's good than the housewife. We have six shoikets (ritual slayers of fowl) working here, and they have plenty to do. They are unionized, you know. it's a skilled trade, and naturally they have a sort of monopoly on it. They have to