David came up to me the other day with a kid's recipe book wanting me to make the Chicken Nuggets. Being the wonderful mommy that I am, I agreed.
Part of it entailed smashing dried cubed stuffing in a plastic bag with a rolling pin. David especially enjoyed that part. ;-) As I was dipping the pieces of chicken in the spices/buttermilk mixture and then coating them in the crushed stuffing/parmesan cheese mixture, Angela started this most amusing dialogue with me.
Angela after looking quite concerned with me sticking the chicken in the stuffing mixture: "Mom. It's still bloody."
Moi: "Mmmmmmhmmmm."
Another piece of chicken joins the other in the stuffing mixture.
Angela looking a bit distraught: "Mom! That's even bloodier!" (now mind you, there really wasn't that much blood at all. A couple drops. You would have thought they were dripping blood.)
Moi: "I'm going to cook them dear."
Angela: "But they're raw!!"
Moi: "Yes. That is why we cook them."
Angela is flabbergasted. "But they're RAW!!!!"
Moi: "All meat starts off raw. If you cut a chicken it bleeds. Same with cows. You bleed when you're cut don't you?"
Angela even more horrified: "I'm RAW??????!!!!!!"
At this point, I'm trying not to burst out laughing.
Moi: "Honey, all meat starts off raw. Then you cook it."
Angla--still horrified: "You mean, I'm meat??!! I can be eaten??!"
I then borrowed a line from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Moi: "But that is called "cannibalism," my dear child, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies."
I think it's still sinking in. Obviously we need to have some more Home Ec. classes. I thought she realized meat started off "raw". Hmmmmm.
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