The story begins with chicken that was at its "use or freeze by" date. (Danny, I'm sorry you're learning that via my blog...). I'd seen this commercial where the mom throws some mayo and breadcrumbs over chicken, bakes it, and it becomes juicy deliciousness. So after a particularly horrendous day of work I came home to "use me now!" chicken and the only thing I could think of to do with it was impersonate that commercial. I threw the mayo/breadcrumb chicken into a baking pan and put it in the oven... for like an hour.
Why did I cook chicken breasts (a mere 2 1/2 inches thick) for an hour? No idea. I cooked the crap out of that chicken. The thing was, the top barely started to brown, but the bottom was a soggy, mushy mess. And the chicken itself. Bless his heart, Danny tried to chew it. It was not possible. Alongside the inedible chicken I served steam-in-a-bag veggies in butter sauce. Truth. (And that was the best part of dinner!)
Some might try to redeem themselves by cooking a gourmet feast. I did not. That's right folks, tonight we had: hot dogs with sauerkraut and tater tots, and it was FANTASTIC. Loved every second of it, and I love my husband for loving it just as much as I did.
Dear Emily,
ReplyDeleteI was just thinking to myself . . ."I could use one of Emily's blog posts about now." and so I raced to your facebook wall hoping to find a new installment. Thank God . . .there it was . . .honest and funny and self effacing as ever. I loved it and love you!
Laura