06.11.05
Love And Hate And Chicken
About eight years ago, I awoke one morning and couldn’t stand the taste of chicken. I absolutely hated it. I could not eat it, and I have no idea why. Maybe a dream I don’t remember.
About three weeks ago, I awoke and had a craving for chicken. No recollection of a dream, but since then, I’ve eaten boo coo chicken. Baked, broiled, fried, grilled…every way but raw. I love it.
Funny how stuff like this happens.
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You know how sometimes your eyes outpace your brain? No? Well, it happens to me sometimes. My brain is a little slow. Anyway, I misread "chicken" as "children" at first. Let me tell you, that made for one hell of a sick post.
Try rolling the chicken in an egg wash, then ground pecans seasoned with cajun seasoning and salt and pepper to taste. Bake 'til done . . .
Smells like fish, but tastes like chicken.
That *is* weird. You sure you ain't pregnant? ;)
