Dressing Henrietta for Her Big Day.
Shopping at Pike Place Market: with the cheese shops and the pepper shops and the butcher and grocer of greens and the wine tasting at the shop with proscuitto. $50 or so. Mostly we spend money on wine and cheese of very fine qualities that have nothing to do with Henrietta. Using Henrietta’s much smaller and younger sister for experiments. She is quartered.
Yvette wants to know, what is the point of the feathers? My opinion. It is to add life, the bird should look as if it is cared for, fluffiness is needed. This is a fine meal rooted in contorted love . Hence the greens. At least as a bed. But Yvette has an aversion to spinach and all its ilk. Slimy turns her off. She’s willing to try as long it is bacon or tastes like pancetta. We have a small impasse.
Method #3 -The radicchio method. Cook a blank chicken- no flavor. Saute garlic and pancetta in olive oil. Add chicken stock. And steam the veggie.
Method #1 looks like food in Portugal. Smells Portuguese. Meaty.
Method #1 produces an amazing chicken. Moist. Salty. Wonderful. Awesome meat on meat. Yvette is amazed with herself. But may not be the right thing. Not quite the look. It would be too much with the stuffing planned.
Method #2 is very lifelike. Crusty. But buttery. And it insults my intelligence, Yvette's words. Philo as feathers=the shortest distance between two points is not always a straight line.
And Method #3 is bad in every way it could be bad. Bitter greens. It is unaminous. Radicchio is not what we want here. A sad, sad state of affairs. Terrible. The greens must be more raw and less murdered. It must be a good green and with more crunch. And for the sake of politics, it may need to be a bed of greens for those who like such things. This is called reaching across the aisle.
I hate them all, Yvette says. A bust.
Experiment #3 - Cosmetics and Fashion- could be called Good chicken with Bad things done to it. Its not the chicken’s fault.
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