I seem to encounter a lot of drama in the kitchen. And I'm only a little bit of a drama queen myself so something else must be going on in there. From epic battles with various containers of food, to exploding soda water, I always manage to get myself in a pickle. My latest adventure in the kitchen involved a batch of frozen chicken breasts. The same chicken breasts in fact that had previously leaked all over the floor at Woolworths. They were in a big pack and I needed to get two out for dinner and so I reached in to grab them but they were stuck. Wedged in between a previously made lasagne and a bag of frozen peas. How hard can it be to pull a bag of frozen chicken from the freezer? Quite tricky as it turns out. They were in there really tight and I had to engage in a kind of tug of war with Little Stalky on one end and the frozen chicken on the other end. I think the odds were in favour of the frozen chicken as I was at a lower angle and quite frankly have the strength of a gnat. But I gave it my all and in the end prevailed. But not before the frozen chicken had the last word. I only wanted the two pieces but the rest of them seemed determined to come out too. I had to pry them apart with a pair of scissors and some bashing on the counter top. I returned the remaining chicken breasts to the freezer but kept them away from the lasagne and frozen peas. I have my suspicions that if I leave them all together too long they'll start conspiring to develop a counter attack!
No, I have absolutely nothing to offer here. In fact the only reason I visit your blog is to learn how to avoid such problems myself!
ReplyDeleteYou've got to watch out for frozen chook. It's kinda sneaky!
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