fat times

~the excessive ramblings of a Boo Bitch

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Ode to the rubber chicken

Remember that trip to the Food basics I made last week where I bought the six little chickens that were on sale for 99 lb. Well I had this discussion on how stewing chickens were 5-6 lbs in the States and these were all around 2 lbs. He makes a crack about how Americans super-size everything and that is why they are smaller.. I remember laughing to myself thinking I should just cook one and toss those words right back into his super-sized lap.
So anyway being the size of a US fryer I think I can just season two and pop them into the oven and bake them. My first clue should have been the lack of browning but some olive oil and lime and browned right up. Fatboy wanted to run after work and do taxes so he just wanted to pull off a drumstick or two and eat later. Well the drumstick wouldn't just pull off he tried first to tell me that they weren't done but considering the time they were baking that was just not possible. So a pair of kitchen sheers later he is holding the rubber drumstick attempting to bite the thing attempting as it was rubber all right.

Now Mr Chicken (yea his father farmed chickens when he was a kid too) has now identified the chickens that were just "not Super-sized the American way" as laying hens and suggested in the future they be soup. We went and had the taxes done and Subway saved dinner.
I figured it wouldn't effect a boiled chicken to be roasted first other than the fact that there would be less the fat so I then boiled them last night, chilled them and boiled them again today. Those roasted, rubber, boiled, and boiled again stripped stewing chickens are now some mighty fine Chicken and dumplings.

And now I am boiling the bones again. Just to see if I can get some more broth

Monday, February 20, 2006

Pizza Conys and Bennys board....

Are you guys NUTS???? the BEST PIZZA in Michigan is Pizza Papalis When I was growing up it was the ORIGIONAL ROMANOS PIZZA of Farmington, where 9 Mile, Grand River and Orchard lake all meet. Oh how times change, it is now the Ardmore Shoe Repair.There is no Pizza Papalis in Canada although we had a Chicago style pizza once in St Catharines (A city in the Niagara Falls area) TheFATguy and I don't eat a lot of pizza For what pizza runs (cheese is higher in Canada) you can get Chinese buffet....LOL TheFATguy lives for Chinese buffet. The town we live in now Delhi, has two Canadian Pizza Chains Godfathers and New Orleans this Godfathers does not feature Panzerotti's (the Canadian equivalent of the Calzone) so we usually get New Orleans (and we usually get Panzerotti's LOL. As for pizza I thnk they are about the same I have a slight preference for New Orleans while I have a nutty neighbour that swears by Godfathers. There is an independent 2 blocks from me that sells slices but they are CRAP.... There is also another independent downtown "The Pizza House" that I have heard good things about but not tried. THis biggest Pizza Chain in Ontario is Pizza Pizza but there is not one here.I should add my nutty neighbours name is Sharon Bohar (as she says, one letter away from the coffee bean) of Delhi, On.... Now I can tell her I talked about her on the Internet.... perhaps one day she will "google herself" and find this posted on bennys board.In three weeks we move to a smaller town, Langton.... It has NO PIZZA JOINTS but there is ONE BAR and I think they might sell Pizza, I am not sure but I do know they have food (and it is the only resturant in that town as well). Don't worry about me they have high speed internet and that was my main concern and Iwill have a faster high speed connection than I do now Coney Dogs are a US thing I haven't found them in Canada although there are A&W's in some of the big cities according to their website they are Burger joints and don't have hotdogs. I have looked in several grocery stores for HOT DOG CHILLI and I have NOT been sucessful in the search..... the last time I made Coneys at home I had to make beanless Chilli from scratch.... very good but a LOT of bother for a simple hot dog dinner....LOL

Monday, February 06, 2006

Superbowl Sunday at the FAT house

On the way back from the Sunday Buffet romp, I ran into the IGA for bread and potatoes. Upon my return to the van fatboy asked where the Super Bowl snacks were..... I replied, "You ate them at the Buffet.... afterall there is no money tree in the greenhouse at your work." I could tell how disappointed he was....

Well 6pm rolls around and fatboy is complaining of hunger so I look around me and get some ideas.....

I see some old tortillas, a jar of my home canned PEARadise salsa, some crescent rolls, a package of breakfast sausage, a brownie mix, popcorn.

So I heat oil, cut the old tortillas into sixths and start deep frying them while heating the oven, mixing brownies, and pan frying the sausage. I also cut the crescent triangles in half. as soon as the sausage is brown I place in the freezer for a fast cool off. tortillas out... tortillas in... it's a process when you cut each one into 6 pieces.... brownies in the oven wrap sausages in crescent triangles and bake those too. Save extra crescent dough for experiment.... not bad if you fry it and roll the result in cinnamon and sugar... Oh yea and I popped the corn too.
FIVE MINAUTES before I serve this almost Surprise Superbowl buffet, fatboy's boss calls and asks him to go get an emergency shipment from the airport...

So I throw the mess into bags and pans and we take it into the van with us (what fatboy didn't scarf down while getting dressed )

I decided to go for the ride. We go first to get the work van and the customs papers. Then we go all the way to the Airport, fighting bad roads all to find the shipment was bumped off the plane for Valentines Day flowers and wouldn't be sent for another 24 hours.

We fight patches of bad roads all the way back it ends up being a six hour ride... fatboy complained how he was loosing sleep for this senseless trip and I said yea and it wrecked our Superbowl party too.... To which fatboy replied...."Dear we don't watch football"