AuburnChick's Adventures

The name of this game is “Can You Find the Chicken?”

Game Setup:

Take one large crockpot of cacciatore sauce and add four small chicken fillets, browned and cut up, to it. Cook all day on low. Place on the dinner table.

Object of the Game:

To be the first person to find a piece of chicken in all that sauce.

Ok. All kidding aside…well, no, not really. This was the game we played today, only it was for real.

“AuburnChick, you have lost your mind,” you’re probably shouting to the computer screen, right???

Yes, you’re probably right. Who can blame me. I’m responsible for feeding a crew of four…two of whom are picky, hungry teenagers. Last payday, I carefully planned our meals and bought groceries. Apparently I didn’t buy enough chicken, and I didn’t figure it out until last night when I pulled it out to defrost.

Mr. AuburnChick, to his discredit, refused to go to the grocery store, even though he took Little Ms. Chicklet to her soccer practice. I got stubborn and refused to leave the house. I was tired. So, nobody bought more chicken. I thought I could swing it. Little did I know.

This morning, I prepped my food, opening the sole package of chicken tenders. There were only four measly pieces of the stuff. I thought that I could slice them really thin, like I do to regular chicken breasts (do you ever do this to stretch a meal?).

Nope. I am AuburnChick, and nothing comes easy for me. Those babies were sliced so thinly that I could have read a book through them.

Grrr…

What am I going to do, I wondered? Well, I browned those pathetic pieces of meat and threw them in the large crockpot that I have, silently fuming at the other adult who lives in this house.

Later in the morning, he called me at work all chipper.

“Hi Mrs. AuburnChick…how’s work going today.”

“Grrr,” I growl at him. “Guess what game we’re playing at the dinner table tonight? Grrr”

The conversation was short, to say the least.

I must say that I firmly believe that God has granted special talents to moms. One of these is the ability to adapt, and this is just what I did.

On the way home from picking up the youngest Chick, I stopped at the grocery store and picked up more chicken. After dropping the boy off at swim practice (“Honey, try not to drown while I’m gone”), I ran home and fried the bejeepers out of that extra pack of chicken fillets. I wanted to add them to the pot, but I was afraid that they wouldn’t be cooked through all the way. Who cared what they looked like, as long as they sort of resembled chicken, thus making the game a bit easier. I mean, who likes to see kids cry? Not me…even though they regularly have me in tears. Revenge at the dinner table is a no-no in my book.

So, who won the game? Well, it was a tie, because we all found a piece, thanks to my quick thinking. Dinner was, in fact, delicious!

Tomorrow, we’re having Chicken Teriyaki. I have plenty of chicken, thinking ahead and buying extra today.

Now…I have to throw in a bit of knitting here…to be fair to my readers who do not care one iota about dinner table games…

Last night, I finished my second pair of Greenaway Fingerless Gloves. I made these for a co-worker who admired the pair I made a few weeks ago. The yarn is Alchemy Sanctuary. The color is Topaz. I hope she likes them.

I’m working on my second Monkey Sock, which has been patiently waiting for me to finish the other projects. I’m just about ready to start on the heel. Maybe I’ll have pictures tomorrow (after the chicken teriyaki!).

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