Mom has obtained a secret document from a friend. It was all hush, hush and on a need to know basis. They met in the back lane at midnight….mom scurried home with her treasure before anyone could see her. Except Cow Kitty, who was scooping out new territory for a game of, “Gotcha, You Freak!” Mom came flying in the house and slammed the door. Leaning against it mom told me I’d have to help her because Shoko has a big mouth and this info was top-secret. I, of course, agreed….I was so nosy about this project.
Ta da…. It’s Shopping Around The World today with our host Piglove. This was a real coo on mom’s part. She secured the recipe for Kentucky Fried Chicken coating. Yes, those 11 herb and spices that have always been so elusive to discover.
I’m here to help mom. Just call me Colonel Kali. I know the glasses are not the colonels but his glasses are so tacky. Dad used to have a pair like his….no pizazz.
Colonel Sander’s nephew casually revealed to a reporter a recipe that had been passed down in a family scrapbook.
Could this be KFC’s closely guarded secret recipe of 11 herbs and spices? The nephew Joe Ledington, said it is. He claims his job as a kid was to mix this same recipe in large batches.
INGREDIENTS YOU WILL NEED:
Chicken parts of your choice
2 tbsp. milk
3/4 cup oil
Prepare oil in a cast iron pot to fry. You will need your 3/4 cup of oil. In a bowl, mix 2 cups of flour. 1/3 tbsp of salt, tbsp. of black pepper, 1/2 tbsp of thyme, 1/2 tbsp of basil, 1/3 tbsp of oregano., 1 tbsp of celery salt, 1 tbsp of dried mustard, 4 tbsp of paprika, 1 tbsp of garlic salt.1 tbsp of ground ginger and 1 tbsp of white pepper.
HANDY HINT: 3 teaspoons in a tablespoon
You will notice there are no prices for anything. We are very sorry but mom re-packaged the chicken pieces when we got them like 2 months ago, so if she gave you a price…she’d be lying cause she has no idea what she paid. Most of the herbs and spices were kicking about in the cupboard and the flour has been living here for some time…no bugs though….mom checked. The ingredients for making up the coating. We made up the coating and kept it in a sealed container. If we feel like having homemade KFC one night, we don’t have to mix all the herbs and spices.
In a separate bowl, add 2 tbsp of milk and an egg and whisk. Mix your chicken into the bowl and then coat the flour and spice mixture. We used a bread bag and shook it.
Finally we fried the chicken in the frying pan for 10 to 15 minutes. Looks good mom…kinda dark though. Can you lighten it up a bit? Much better, mom. It looks tasty.
The finished chicken wings and breast. It is a small batch because mom also baked the rest of the chicken.
Bake the chicken in a 350F oven for about 45 minutes. Oh really mom! What happened? The chicken got stuck on the tin foil cause you didn’t use the sliding foil and the wings fell apart when you lifted them out? They don’t look very appetizing. Alright, we’ll throw some parsley on top of them. MOL
Did mom tell you about their trip to France and the UK, Shoko? She told me about France, Kali. Did she tell you about the UK? She did. Then between the two of us we can tell our friends what they did on their vacation.
In the middle of March mom and dad said goodbye and we never saw them again….whoa Shoko, they did come home. Well, it was like 3 weeks till we saw those bleary eyes again. That’s like forever for a feline. You have to be the biggest drama queen in Prince George, Shoko!
Off they flew down to Vancouver and to their motel Dad grabbed someone else’s suitcase in the airport and never noticed until the airport called and told him. Mom’s niece drove dad back to the airport to get their suitcase.
When the family gathered for dinner, they all gave mom the respect she deserved and kissed her ring. Oh brother! Mom is not the godfather of her family. Who is then? Nobody…it’s just a normal family. Mom has a normal family….I don’t think so, there’s got to be something odd about them. Whatever Shoko.
The next day they got up and flew on Air Canada to Montreal. Four hours of cramped legs and a TV set so close it was almost up her nose as the person in front set their seat to go back several feet. Ok, Kali a few inches. Geesh!
Mom was off the plane right smartly in Montreal and 3 gates away was the flight to Paris. She quickly rushed over as they were calling for everyone to board. Mom and dad were on the plane right smartly and then they sat and sat on the plane as the plane needed de-icing but there were two planes waiting to be de-iced first.
Finally the plane took off for Paris. Mom was excited to be going to such a well-known and romantic city. Six hours later, the thrill of going to Paris had worn off as she felt sweaty, hot and incredibly tired. Dad was snoring in the seat beside her. She wanted to poke him but restrained herself.
At long last they arrived at Charles De Galle Airport in Paris. The hotel chauffeur gave them the ride of their life. There were mopeds all over the street, weaving in and out of traffic, that was bumper to bumper. They reached the hotel safely and leaped to solid ground. The best picture of a moped in traffic mom could get. The bikes go like stink.
After checking into their little room, mom and dad went for a drink of Pepsi in the hotel lounge. There was a small courtyard off the lounge so our pawrents decided to partake of the fresh air. No Pepsi but Coca Cola everywhere in France. Coke will do in a pinch. Does she not look like an enthusiastic explorer? MOL
Our friends Ellen from the blog 15 and Meowing and Annie from McGuffy’s Reader have supplied us with four more fill-ins this week. Thanks ladies.
1. Yesterday,…..I WAS SITTING AROUND THE LIVING ROOM WITH COW KITTY. I DON’T TRUST THE LITTLE FREAK THOUGH. DAD WAS PUTTING UP THE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS OUTSIDE. SHOKO WAS OUT THERE SUPERVISING.
2. IF I GOT DOG BISCUITS I WOULD regift THEM AND GIVE THEM TO EASY. HE DOESN’T APPEAR TO BE TOO FUSSY.
3. My favourite holiday leftover is….. THAT’S A TOUGH ONE CAUSE I HATE LEFTOVERS! PERHAPS SOME FINELY CHOPPED TURKEY, WHITE MEAT ONLY, AND A SIDE BOWL OF CHICKEN BROTH. THAT TICKLES MY FANCY 4. The best part of a long, holiday weekend is….. BEING TOGETHER RELAXING WITH FAMILY. THE GOOD FOOD DOESN’T HURT EITHER. We hope your Thanksgiving had wonderful friends and family. Stuff yourself because in another month Christmas will be upon us. MOL
1. Peace….. IS RELATIVE. IF, THERE IS NO FRICTION, THERE IS NO PROGRESS. WE NEED ILLNESSES, FIGHTS AND EVEN WARS TO FIND SOLUTIONS TO THESE PROBLEMS. WE DISCOVER HOW FORTUNATE WE REALLY ARE WHEN WE SEE HOW HARD LIFE CAN BE. FOOLED YOU, DIDN’T I? I THINK ABOUT THINGS VERY DEEPLY….EVEN IF I’M KNOWN AS A BIT OF A NIPHEAD.
2. I need to …..TELL EVERYONE IN THE FAMILY HOW VALUABLE THEY ARE TO ME AND HOW THEY HELP ME BE MYSELF….., but I keep procrastinating.
3. A friend is…..SOMEONE THAT STANDS BESIDE YOU NO MATTER WHAT. THEY MAY NOT AGREE WITH YOU BUT WILL TRY AND HELP YOU. THEY ASK NO QUESTIONS BUT ARE JUST THERE FOR YOU.
4. I try to…..BE A FRIEND FOR MOM AND KALI. KALI JUST NEEDS TO KNOW I AM THERE FOR HER. WHEN SHE’S HAVING TROUBLE WALKING, I TAP HER LEGS SO SHE’S AWARE I KNOW SHE’S HAVING PROBLEMS BUT I WILL BE WITH HER WHENEVER SHE NEEDS ME. MOM JUST NEEDS ME TO BE ME AND PLAY WITH HER FEATHER WAND.
May you be smart enough to know a tomato is a fruit and wise enough not to put it in a fruit salad.
Here it is another Shopping Around the World hosted by Piglove and Fozziemum. This week we can make anything our little pea pickin’ hearts desire.
Kali stood up and said she wanted to be the celebrity chef from Fort Meezer, for this dish.
Let’s hear it for Greek Potatoes…..*smashes plate by throwing it at the wall.* “OPA!!” hehe Do you know where the Greek custom of smashing glasses and plates stems from? MOL…Stems…glasses…MOL Opa!! *smash*Me-wow
Greek tradition has it that this practice started when a rich family invited a much poorer family to dinner and to make them feel better invited them to break the plates. They were proving that friendship is everything. And there’s no better way of proving that than dining with friends over Greek food.
Without further Αντίο ( adieu in Greek) our main course for the day:
2 tablespoons & 2 teaspoons olive oil
Terra Delyssay 750ml…..$7.99
3/4 cup water …free
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
Elephant Garlic….$4.48 Lb.
2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
we use Real Lemon as it’s not as strong as the fresh lemon
950 ml $2.77
1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
out of garden
1/2 teaspoon dried rosemary
out of garden
1 cube chicken bouillon
60 grams $2.99
3 old potatoes, peeled and quartered
salt and pepper to taste
*Ingredients in orange
*suggestions and prices in blue
1/ Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
2/ in a small bowl, mix olive oil, water, garlic, lemon juice, thyme, rosemary, chicky bouillon cubes and pepper.
3/ Arrange potatoes evenly in the bottom of a medium baking dish. Pour the olive oil mixture over the potatoes. Cover and bake 11/2 to 2 hours in the preheated oven,., turning occasionally, until tender but firm. Before introducing the Greek Potatoes to the oven.
Ta Da !!!
Hey Shoks, what is that get up you got on.
It’s my exclusive belly dancing outfit. Isn’t it cool?
Kali!! Put that plate down. Don’t throw it at me!
Move Shoko, let’s see some belly dancing….”Opa” *crash*
Here it is a beautiful Sunday morning….just about noon here so I must hustle my butt. Dad brought home a box and I claimed it right away. It’s a gorgeous box, no dents or rips. I sit on the deck and pretend the box is my boat and we’re off to see many sights. Like Long John Silver.
You see on the side of the box…peaches. My first family, where my bio mom and dad live, they called me peaches. So it is definitely my box. Oh my!! Long John Silver looks very mean. To quote Shoko, ” Oh Cwap!!”
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