"Hey Mama...this ain't no Halloween party, so why you wearin' that mask?????"
SNAP....Eves! She's just angry I made her wear a rain coat..she hates that coat...but will thank me when she doesn't catch a cold....whatcha gonna do?? I do know best..she just doesn't realize...and, for the record, I was NOT wearing a mask.....tisk-tisk..
Moving along to our tips...straight off of my lips..tip number two...never stand on a swiveling chair..but you knew that...we covered that last night..merely an additional PSA...a reminder of sorts..on the ugliness...Now, my ginormous puffy foot screamed..for reals, literally mind you..the power of puffy foot... "cook chicken for dinner...we need chicken..oh, that, and a crisp taco from Taco Time..." I'm a sucker, a gigantic sucker and caved to a plea from puffy foot...wanna see puffy foot???? No?? Well, too bad...I took a photo..you get to see. I am a sharing kinda gal.. I've got a big heart. Can't help myself...
It still hurts...I still have no one able to provide a piggy-back ride through The Fred Meyer...my closet door is still broken..my knee scuffed up and my carpeting needs a good vacuum...walkin' catastrophe, as I previously professed...hahahahahahahaha. Which way again to that Sellwood bridge??? ;-)
So, Puffy Foot and I did splurge and get a taco today....shhhh...Yep..I am a walking contradiction..well, at this point, hobbling contradiction...I know, I know.. I preach and preach about the importance of homemade salad dressing and stock and such, then I cave and order a taco from Taco Time...which may or may not have contained meat that was previously a cow...however....it was grossly delicious..shhhhhh...
"Ya know, Mama...speaking of cows...we need more cowbell!!! Hahahahahaha..just sayin' in case you were curious...I know you are a curious kinda gal..but yeah, that cowbell...hmmmm..yep..we need more!"
The power of puffy foot...it does great things...and we lurched to Lamb's for a few groceries...The Fred Meyer was just too much for us..We did have a little fun along the way...
"OMG, Mama...get that THING off of me!!!! Arghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
She doesn't like my pen. Personally I think she is jealous..But, shhhh, we'll keep that between us..No worries. Not as though she can use a pen or anything. She has no thumbs...
Here we are in the parking lot..I am almost done with my rambling...seriously..Stand By Me...and shake some bootie..we will eventually get to dinner..then listen to Shut Up...ah, the Bloodhound Gang...sorry...these afflictions and distractions..blame puffy foot..totally the fault of one puffy foot...of the left variety, mind you..
"Mama...let me out..I am frightened..Should you really be driving????"
She is such a nervous nelly..jeesh...anyway, we did have chicken for dinner, as puffy foot demanded...and ranch potatoes and roasted carrots. I have zero regrets...well, none in regards to the meal...
Chicken, buttermilk and herbs...
Mix all of the ingredients in a bowl so you can marinate the chicken...and while the chicken marinates...make up some ranch dressing. I did have a photo of the chicken in the marinade..but it was totally not blog-worthy..so you know it was bad...super-bad..hahahaha..loved that movie BTW...that Michael Cera is a cute little guy..shhhh..
While the chicken marinates...make some ranch dressing for your mashed potatoes...again, what else are you going to do...??? hmmmm...
Buttermilk, mayo, sherry, sour cream, dill, garlic, oregano and rosemary...
So, while the potatoes for your mashed potatoes are cooking..and since they are an absolutely and completely boring sight to see....play around with...a POCKET VOLCANO! It is fun...loads and loads of fun...for reals..
I kept hoping...fingers and toes crossed that perhaps tonight would have been different..that this product would have delivered..as advertised on the package..but nope..sheer and utter disappointment..maybe a certain chainsaw juggler should have a discussion with this volcano..provide some tips and such...
While the potatoes cooked and the chicken cooked and I played with a pocket volcano..we roasted carrots! Carrots are divine..You get a dozen for a dime, It's maaagic! Thanks, Bugs...Do you happen to know what the penalty is for shooting a fricaseeing rabbit without a fricaseeing rabbit license??? hahahahahaha
Carrots, olive oil, butter and honey...KISS and SWAK..Love that one! Reminds me of chainsaw jugglers, oh and maybe Darren Chriss...shhhhhhh....
The chicken finished cooking..I know..I'm sure you were praying for this moment...I will stop talking...sooner or later...again, when I suffer..you suffer...
After it marinated in the buttermilk, I coated in flour, browned on the stovetop and then finished in the oven...
For the first time on the world wide web...the final meal...
I liked this...quite a bit actually...quite yummy...tasty, even...like banana splits and, well...I guess I should thank ginormous puffy foot for being so pushy and wanting chicken..the buttermilk made the chicken super great....another tip, my friends...I'm full of them!
E.V. was too busy to care about the food...which never, ever happens....
Isn't she a sweet pea..??? Look at her little paw....Precious! Melts a Mama's heart!
Remember, my friends, never turn down a tip...make some chicken..don't get me started on swivel chairs...Pennywise is rocking...sweet moonbeams are sweet...chainsaw jugglers always have great tips...I speak from experience...I'm so gansta'...And play a spectacular air drum....No one ever wants to hear someone play the cello...teehee..Right on, crouton!
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