I sent the kids to the grocery store while I sat in the car in the parking lot and contemplated my life.
Well, it was less life-contemplative and more I’m-so-glad-I’m-not-grocery-shopping, but it was just as relaxing in a Zen, wouldn’t Gandhi be embarrassed kind of way.
On the grocery list was chicken. I suppose I could have been more specific. Legs, breasts, parts, rotisserie. I should have been more specific because in my freezer as I type and as you read are two whole birds I have no idea how to prepare. Yes, I have a roasting pan. I even have a convection oven “seasoned” with about 2,000 previous meals and mishaps. I just, it’s just that when I said chicken, I kinda meant something I can throw in the oven for 45 minutes sprinkled with salt and pepper while joking around in my Twitter stream.
One of these chickens will require Internet research and the other will require a trip to my mother’s with a partially defrosted bird in the backseat. My mother, once she hit her forties, developed all kinds of life-threatening food allergies, many of which involve the spices needed to properly prepare Miss Whole Chicken The Kids Bought. My mother will throw on some salt and some gluten-free nonsense then pop it in her much-fancier-than-mine convection oven—hopefully while I’m borrowing her wi-fi and joking around in my Twitter stream—then declare it good. And it will be. Her house is way cleaner than mine and her furniture doesn’t harbor adolescent dust mites and dog hair. I’m predicting a nice soy-free nap will take place.
The chicken is dead. Long live the chicken.
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I used to be scared of cooking whole chickens but my mom gave me straight forward instructions and now I can manage it, I dont very often because they have those roated chickens in grocery stores that are way tastier than mine, but I now have the chicken cooking power if ever I need to wield it.
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I just noticed I spelled my name wrong under my submission. I’m cool like that.
I’m not looking forward to sticking my hand up her butt looking for extra parts, that’s for sure.
That is evil to make people do that. Here stick your hand up this deadbirds butt, looking for parts most people throw out. Good times!
Chicken. Love Chicken. So many ways to cook one bird. Yet, it always tastes better when someone else cooks it!
Thanks for providing this great forum!
You’re welcome, Emma. Please stick around for the summer series starting Monday!
Any food where the remains can be referred to as a carcass does not appeal to me.
Anyway, look forward to being back on the grid next week. Ellen
Well, um, then, okay. No chicken for you, I guess. Thanks for the heads-up.
I WAS a little harsh on the chicken. 🙂 I just hate that whole rinsing the thing out. I like to live in the fantasy that my meat was born in shrink wrapped pieces. Really great writing on the grid this week. Good stuff. Ellen
I get your comment now. I thought you were pulling the whole vegan “omnivores are gross” thing on me. You just don’t want to see roadkill on your own kitchen table. Ha. Me neither, sister. Dumb kids.
Glad I clarfied! Ha! I’m definitely not a meat hater. Just had lamb tonight, but with no bones or other indicators of its origins. (I’ve left myself wide open here I know). Ellen
I also cannot prepare whole birds. I can barely prepare parts of chickens. I prefer to purchase the breaded, nuggety varieties that I know the kids will eat anyway. I wish I could send my kids into the store by themselves though, even if they came back with foods that are a mystery to me, JUST TO BE ALONE FOR ONE GODDAMN MINUTE.
I started sending them by themselves to give my brain-injured teen some independence and to teach her how to use money. First, it was Walgreens for candy. Then Target for a few more items. Now, six years later, they can tackle any big box store that, apparently, doesn’t sell entire chickens.
Me again! Having some user-error here. I just found some really wonderful comments from fellow YW!’ers in my hotmail account but none of them are reaching my actual blog post. Is that odd? Has anyone heard of this? It doesn’t give me an option to “moderate” them or anything. Some of them say “sent from a verified WordPress user” and some say “sent by an unverified visitor to your site” but none of them are giving me the option to APPEAR on my site.
Can anyone out there help a newbie out?
Thank you!!! Melisa @ http://www.justbeginfromhere.com
Yay! Just finished all fifty posts. I’m laughing becuase 1. The word Lady Garden was used in two different blog posts. 2. There were two (or three) fun How We Met love stories and 3. Two posts about psycho neighbors. It’s like we’re all becoming one collective scary-smart great-writing brain.
I’m just now finishing all the posts, so I see what you mean. Very scary!
Hi there! This is my first time entering and I already botched it! 🙂 I meant to have my blog name (just begin from here) appear w/ my picture on the entry but it’s my full name instead! Is there a way to change it? Thank you!
THANK YOU!!!!!
No worries. It’s always hectic in the morning as I’m getting people on the grid situated. Now that things have settled: hi! Thanks for linking up and enjoy your week here with us 🙂
Me again! Can someone please help a newbie out? I am seeing comments (thank you!) come through to my Hotmail acct, but none of them are showing up on my actual post (nor am I being given the option to “moderate” them or what-not). Some say “sent from a verified WordPress user” and some say “sent from an unverified visitor” but NONE of them can be moved over to my post. I’m totally new to the blogging world and am not too proud to admit this could be user-error! 🙂 Thank you!!!
OK, WOW. I just figured out my mistake. This is awkward! Somehow (???) I accidentally had a CONTACT ME form at the end of this post. So instead of COMMENTING, everyone has been inadvertently EMAILING me. Oh, the laughs. Good times, good times.
I think we should have to pass a competency test to have a blog! I’m not sure I’m safe with this thing!
I was just putting out the call on Twitter for someone to help you. Glad you got it worked out. Perhaps a 5 minute break from your blog is in order? 🙂
At minimum! 🙂 THANK YOU!
Whoa, just when you guys thought you were done with me for the day! Do you give out a prize for most questions asked in a given week? I want to enter that contest. I think I am a shoe-in.
Anyhoo … I sure would love to know how to “turn OFF moderated comments” on my blog. Yep, I sure would. But considering I just learned how to “tweet” last week, I might be in over my head here.
Help? Please? I’m kickin’ it WordPress style if that information helps.
Can I come to your mom’s? Just for an hour? Please?
My mom is shy and uncomfortable around strangers, especially one that would give “the Internet” as an answer to the how do you know my daughter question. So if you want to meet me instead at my even cleaner dad and stepmom’s house, we’ll be there Sunday around three. They feed everybody.
I am always amazed at how many are up so early in the morning! I will be honest and say that I am looking forward to not spending my Monday nights waiting for midnight for a few weeks…I am tired! 😉
Thanks Erica as always for an awesome post!
I am definitely looking forward to the summer series, if only for the break from the midnight madness. 🙂
Thanks, Erica! I should have my laptop taken from me for inability to read. 🙂 Much appreciated!
Never buy the whole chicken. As a former vegetarian (I fell off the wagon during my latest pregnancy when BBQ beckoned), anything with actual real live bones in it is a little too “real” for me.
My mom is a former poor person. She is not afraid of the whole chicken. Ha.
But how do I enter? http://www.angie-uncovered.com/2012/06/pay-no-attention-to-figure-in-mirror.html Am I blind?
Under the grid of entries, there should be a light blue button that says “add your link”. If you don’t see it, try another browser?