Things I Did Today

I will tell you a little secret. I don't fry food. It just goes
against something in my makeup. I also do not buy legs
or thighs or leave skin on chicken when I cook it. I only cook
chicken breasts and it is boneless and skinless.

The other day I was over at my SIL and she gave me a cake
in a foil pan. When I came in the door, my boys wanted to know
if it was fried chicken. Which I thought was really odd, I mean
why would I go next door and why would she give me fried chicken.

I was making my grocery list and my son asked if I would please,
please fry chicken on the bone. That is what they have always called
it since they were little.

My Mom had a little restaurant and she always soaked her chicken the night
before in buttermilk. So I bought chicken on the bone with skin, legs
and thighs. I soaked it then I got out my iron skillet. After I had dredged it
in flour and spices. I fried it in oil.

I had a apron that covers me up and I had my glasses on and when my husband
came in from work I felt just like my grandmother with frying chicken. I also
fixed mashed potatoes and gravy.

They ate and ate, they even ate the skin, (yuck, yuck, yuck.) One of my sons said
"eating that skin was so good it was just like eating a waffle cone. "

I ate mashed potatoes and brussel sprouts for dinner. :)



As I was standing over the stove, what I was thankful for that:

1. They were not my chickens, so I didn't recognize any or know their names.

2. That I had food to cook.

3. That I have a nice warm house and people to come in the door and be so happy
that dinner is cooking.

4. That it is finally cool enough that cooking food like that sounds good.

5. My husband likes aprons, glasses and thinks that when I smell like
frying chicken it is better than perfume.

Have a lovely Tuesday,

~Kim~

" Love leads us where we did not intend to go,
where we would not have chosen to go if we had
known the whole story ahead of time."