Well, the king had four and twenty blackbirds in his great big pie.

I've mentioned this before here, but I'll mention it again. My granny used to bake robin pie for her boys, Chambers, Paige, Bill and Earl. Te boys would shoot the robins roosting in the dogwood and cherry trees, clean the birds, and Granny would bake the birds in a pie. This is such a strange thing for me to consider. I do not think I could eat rook, robin, and blackbird pies unless starving and dying.