Festival of Winds
Emmy and Gaby
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
And the fork ran away with the chicken?
You know dinner is good when even your fork doesn't want to let it go. Lisa and I made a blue cheese stuffed chicken breast, baked in a cream of chicken soup with a side of home made rice pilaf which actually combined brown and white rice, pine nuts, carrots and onions. No parisian carrots though. Halfway through the meal I took a bite and got a little more than I bargained for. My fork decided that would be a good moment for the tines to detach themselves from the handle and stay put in my mouth, with the bit of chicken still stuck on the end. A split second of puzzlement went by before I burst out laughing and reached up to withdraw the offending utensil from my mouth. Unfortunately, once let loose, my laugh could not be contained and I had to leave the table to regain my compuse (and procure a new fork). Ultimately the meal was polished off, with a bit of leftovers for tomorrow, and another piece of silverware that needs to be repaired.
Thought you had a better upbringing then to eat your fork at dinner. But then again, you were always a "separate food eater"
Where are your manners? Didn't I teach you not to eat the utensils? And no parisian carrots....you know they are the sweetest. None the less, it all sounds delicious, and once again, I look forward to your being home and cooking for me for a change........Post a Comment