Chicken, the “ real ” one,
the one we can no longer find
the one we like to eat with our fingers
the one that makes you taste chicken again
with a firm chair that sticks to the bone, because it's a competitive chicken that ran in the open air.
The one that you will eat with your fingers, with the greatest relish (We want photos anyway!)
The one whose golden skin with that little taste of salt and Provence herbs will be the subject of a tough negotiation at the table, “are you sure, do you want the skin??”
You will rediscover the taste of chicken.
Raised outdoors, fed with cereals from the same farm, the Jm Mon Terroir chicken comes from the Fauvel farm. At the Fauvels, they know chicken! The farm is passed down from father to son. Always in search of excellence, with constancy and respect.
All the values we love at Jm Mon Terroir!
