Thursday, March 16, 2006
The Lake of Chicken Juice
Mom kindly sent me a Foodsaver that I received this past weekend. The intent is that I will make healthy meals all at once and then be able to just pull one out of the freezer at will, for a quick, wholesome meal. The following account is my experience with such bulk cooking, thus far.
This evening I came home from work and opened the refrigerator door to find a literal lake of chicken juice. The chicken that I was thawing had leaked through it's plastic bag and wasted formerly wonderful things like: Orange Juice - ruined because it was in a paper carton and the bottom seams of the carton looked suspiciously soaked, and Carrots, intended for my Irish Friday dinner - now swimming in a veritable salmonella pool. Thank God Mom sent me with Lysol.
There are few foods, in fact, at this moment, I can think of no food, that is more disgusting than raw chicken. It is slimy. It is at times gelatinous, and it is always germ-ridden. I can deal with the fat, and after grimacing, I can deal with the blood vessels. It's the tendons that do me in. I know that I don't want to eat these rubber bands of gristle, so I'm required to wrestle with the silvery white fibrous tissue that knows its rightful place is not in my garbage.
The idea of chicken now makes me gag and I don't know how I'll even eat what is now seasoned, cooked and frozen in my freezer. What flavors? Ginger Sesame, Italian Parmesan, and Lemon-Herb.