Yeah! My Mom gave me some beef intestine the other day, so I cooked me up a mess of chitlins. At first I was going to grill them as usual, then I pan fried a few while I was waiting for my curry pups to get done, and I liked the way they turned out. No burning animal fat means no carcinogens! So I dry fried a kilo of chitlins, and they tasted awesome. When hot. Once those things cool down, the liquified fat in them hardens, and it's like eating a truffle that's not sweet but greasy. Imagine your mouth being caked in wax. I had to scrape all that stuff off. No I don't have photos, Erin. Lesson learned today is that chitlins must be eaten when piping hot.
Girl band? I don't see any musical instruments! Are you telling me that you can sing? I like the little black dress. Why is it that you're the prettiest girl in the band?
Piene, you're so pretty! What a beautiful girl.
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
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