Greasy attitude

I should be in bed. Oh yes, yes I should. But I'm not. Tomorrow's a day off, so I can get Bugman on the bus and go back to bed if I like. So there.

Tonight I treated Bugman and myself to Paula Deen's mac & cheese and fried chicken. Actually it wasn't Paula's chicken recipe. Her's calls for hot sauce and Bugman doesn't like things hot, so I just made it like Grandma did, and with chicken breasts since I had a couple in the freezer. I can't even remember the last time I made fried chicken. Hubby's not too fond of chicken, though I can occassionally get him to eat it if it's in small bits mixed with a bunch of other stuff. So when I took that first bite and tasted that greasy, salty, peppery floury breading I nearly had tears in my eyes it tasted so good...and so much like Grandma. Course there are many who'd rightfully disagree, but I was the only one eating it with the memory of Sunday afternoon fried chicken dinner at Grandma's house and I'm saying it tasted close enough. So there.

Got a bit of an attitude tonight, don't I? Guess maybe I *should* go to bed.

The mac & cheese was alright. Too many eggs in the recipe I think. It wasn't nearly as creamy as I figured it would be. I followed the recipe exactly too, except I used reduced fat cheese (for crying out loud, when you're using a bag of cheese, sour cream and 1/2 a stick of butter and plan to eat fried chicken too...you gotta reduce somewhere). So next time I'll try it with one less egg and perhaps a bit more sour cream and maybe I'll have it with rice cakes and carrot sticks so I can use regular cheese.

Tomorrow Bugman and I are making Monkey Bread. Mmmmmmmm.....monkey bread.....