When I cook for guests, people talk about my chicken. That is, if I'm serving chicken.
We had some longtime friends over, and I cooked a dish from this site, which I guess technically means it wasn't my chicken. But after you've slaved over a hot stovetop for 20 or 30 minutes, I think you should be able to call it your chicken. They loved it, and in fact even talked to friends and family about how great my chicken was.
Someone told my lovely wife that fact, but it is indeed T-bone who cooks the chicken (while wearing pants) in the house. She won't touch raw chicken because it is gross and fleshy. I admit it's kinda gross, but I've touched much much worse in my lifetime. Her fear, my friends, is an opportunity for me to flex my culinary muscles and throw down the poultry like Old Man Sanders and his 11 secret herbs and spices. Except this has got dry white wine and button mushrooms in it, which puts it on a plain a tad higher than KFC.
So sure, I could share the recipe with you and you could make some really good chicken for yourself, family and friends. But I'll leave it up to you to find a great chicken recipe to make all your own. I've got to keep something for myself!
Today: Working myself silly trying to get as much done as possible.
Tomorrow: Jury duty!
I LOVE allrecipes.com. I use that site whenever I want to cook something new.
Let us know how the jury duty goes.
Chicken is something that is hard to spoil once you have some cooking know how IMHO. Always easy to do chicken when company is coming over.
So was it a casserole? or roasted chicken? what kind of recipe?
you should watch the iron chef america episode where the secret ingredient was chicken.
Never marry a man who doesn't cook, that's my motto.
Chicken or not, I'm much happier at letting my husband cook. And so is he. It's a match made in the...er, kitchen.
KFC?
I miss Frank Perdue.
Sounds wonderful. Now I'm hungry. And it's just burgers for us tongight.