August 27, 2004
Home Alone With Chicken Bratwurst
It's already in the pan, but, really, what the hell is "Chicken
Bratwurst"?
I can fish the package out of the garbage, but it sort of begs the question....
Witness: No explicit connection between "Chicken Sausage" and "Bratwurst."
But there's no doubt: they are sausages.
Traditional oil & water cooking method, as if they were bratwurst.
Considering a future for these potato leftovers from lunch....
The larger scene of the crime.
When the water boils off, they'll brown in the oil.
Russian-style boiled potatos with dill....
Well and good, but where's the fried fat?
They look like bratwurst.... Excess fried fat coming up!
Whoops, noticed just in time to head off trouble.
Prevents excessive dog drool as I eat.
Time Passes
Yep, fried those potatos in the same (chicken) grease.
Yum! Yum! Hot and steaming non-bratwurst bratwurst.
(Entitles my arteries to a dollup of real sour cream, don't you
think?)
Oh no! Airplane fodder on HBO!
Jennifer "Squeeky Clean" Lopez in some Hollywood version of
DirtyLatinaMaids.com
I need a maid....
What am I saying? I'll leave this for the wife!
I know, I know. That was rude. The dog's disappointed in me too.
I have no idea what chicken bratwurst are, but the sight of them cooking there necessitated a run to Top Dog in Berkeley, which was accomplished last weekend. We headed to north side instead of Durant as a concession to my age and relative intolerance of things studentish including the lack of parking. Top Dog was followed by an architectural free for all as we tried to figure out which buildings were new, which were old (and of what vintage) and which were hiding in new shells, Cory Hall with earthquake cross bracing hiding in a post modern shell. Altogether a nice taste of nostalgia, but I still have no idea what a chicken bratwurst might be and admittedly am not sure that I want to know.
Posted by: psa at September 4, 2004 11:55 AMWell after years of being one of the grumpiest people I have met or known, you finally have found your calling. I truly believe it is healthier than watching your dog decay. Hell I think you should start a GG to compete with AA -- a lot more fun and you could toast to your grumpy world. Not that I would ever get grumpy...pecker head!
MilesCreative
