A few years back we invited people to bring their unwanted chickens to Mona for our chefs to barbecue at a giant community feast. Turns out that’s illegal. But people dropped their chooks off anyway. Their numbers used to be controlled by David’s cat Christ. But since Christ ascended, their numbers have exploded. And now, the chickens have demanded their own tea towel. This is that tea towel.
Illustrated by Rachel Tribout.