Sunday, July 11, 2010

Wings of Chicken, Blades of Glory

You might not be able to tell from this doctored photo that the teriyaki wings were a little drippy, a little greasy.
(Oh, hell, they look like they are sitting on an oil slick off Bobby Jindal's back yard.)
They weren't finished cooking.
Let me tell you a story about domestic harmony. When Cranky thinks the wings are done and I think they aren't, they are done. Even if they aren't. And they weren't. Cranky got his way, and then I got mine when the chicken went back into the oven. To finish cooking, because they weren't done, Cranky. Even if you were hungry!
They went back into the oven (Cranky had also decided he would lower the temperature for some reason), and they got better.
We ate a plateful of them, but there were leftovers (because Cranky thinks the proper amount of meat for a meal is too much).
Oh. Um. Snippy?
No, forgive me if I sound... snippy.
We ate the leftover wings today and they were superior. Better. Improved.
Whereas I was never going to eat this meal again, now I am.

13 comments:

Zoomie said...

My niece just acquired a chicken for a pet - she named it Teri. Yes.

Ms Brown Mouse said...

Mr Brown says chicken isn't meat anyway, it counts as a vegetable in his book.

Chilebrown said...

I am going to buy you a meat thermometer.

cookiecrumb said...

Zoomie: Really? Was she being poetic? Too f***ing funny.

Mouse: I'm leaning that way myself. Especially if it has some sort of cure or sauce on it, it's not meat. (He takes good care of you, like my Cranky. Changes the sheets! xoxo)

Chilebrown: I have a couple of meat thermometers, but the problem, OK problems, are 1) wings have very skimpy flesh for taking the temperature, and 2) Cranky. Cranky gets his way, and then I get mine.

Zoomie said...

Her earlier chicken friend was named "Spring" and the partner to Teri(yaki) is named Popcorn. I love this kid!

cookiecrumb said...

Zoomie: I suggest for her next bird "Pot Pie."

Greg said...

I have found that compromise is the essence of a long marriage. I always compromise to do it her way;)
BTW..when I was a little kid we got baby chicks colored pink and blue. I named my Pinkie and my brother named his Bluey. I think they ended up being called Stew.

Rev. Biggles said...

I'm snippy and I eat!

You gots the wrong thermometer!

xo, Biggles

Ms Brown Mouse said...

Cookie, he only changes the sheets when I flop about on the floor groaning about dying and my last wish being "clean sheets, surely that's not too much to ask? Clean sheets!". It's a regular drama round our way I'm afraid.

Ms Brown Mouse said...

Zoomie, our chooks were Alice & Inky, but we were very young and unimaginative at the time!

cookiecrumb said...

Greg: Oh, gadzooks. I had forgotten about children being given Easter chicks. I'm glad yours lived at least for a few weeks.

Mouse: My freshman year in college, there was actually a chambermaid who changed our sheets once a week. I've never had it so good ever since. Mattresses are too heavy for me.

cookiecrumb said...

Biggles: I forgot to answer you because I'm snippy.

Rev. Biggles said...

Excellent.

xo, Biggles