A modern food influencer wakes in 1880 as a starving widow with a stepson and no prospects. She turns chicken backs and dandelion greens into a booming business, catching the eye of Harrison, the feared mine owner. Can she outsmart the town's gossip and build an empire before her past catches up?
Listen to me. Margaret put the word up on every supplier in town. Nobody's allowed to sell to you. Not a bone, not a scrap.
I figured. She's not just angry. She wants you gone. For good.
Don't try to fight her head on. She knows the sheriff. She knows the mayor. You can't win this.
I bought cigarettes, so nobody asks why I'm out here. Go home. Lay low. Figure a way out.
Emma, maybe we should... Maybe we should go to Margaret. Apologize. Beg.
Ask her to let us live. At least we'd still have the chickenbacks. She controls the butchers, the traders, the suppliers. Can she control the river?
To the river! Goddamn red-skilled vermin. Look what they did to the embankment. I stepped on one yesterday, clapped right onto my boot.
It almost broke my toe. Red-swamp crayfish. In Louisiana, they're a delicacy. Two cents a bucket.
That's cheaper than chickenbacks. and nobody in this town has ever cooked one hey you want to get rid of those things bring them to me alive two cents a bucket she's lost her mind first chicken bones now river bugs two cents is two steps get in the water boys don't touch mama said they pinch
emma those things are they're everywhere they're crawling up my boots they don't bite if you grab them right behind the claws i'll stick to counting Mama, what are you going to make?