It wasn’t the graduate degree, the husband, the signing my name to a big ass mortgage or the baby. Not even the social security card.
It was this.
Now. I know. Most of you are like, huh? what? Big deal.
Oh but just let me tell you.
I get skeeved out by:
1) touching raw meat
2) “bad bites” of food (you know, when you bite into something and there’s something… odd in it…. oh God, my mouth just watered a little bit…. not in a good way)
3) chicken skin
4) the feel of anything slimy
So the idea of dumping a chicken into a bunch of water, boiling it, dismantling it, and then using the byproduct to cook from – never on my list of things to do.
Then my SIL Mrs. Deacon sent me a recipe for Chicken Soup and got all braggy about her mad domestic goddess skillz. (Actually, untrue, her comment was, “Ah, where did the undomesticated Mrs. Deacon go? We like her better …”)
Then I was in the grocery store and they had chicken broth on sale for 3 bucks instead of 3.50. I reached out to get some knowing I already had 3 at home, but chicken broth is one of those things I always need.
I paused. 3 bucks? And for a container I couldn’t recycle?
The time had come.
So today I put the bird in the slow cooker along with onion and carrot. I let it cook. I tore that mofo apart, by hand. I did not gag once. I now have 4 containers of chicken soup starter and 2 containers of straight broth.
I am domestic. I am eco friendly. I am cheap.
I have become my grandmother.
Except I’m pretty sure she never said ‘mofo’.
Congratulations on not gagging!
Chicken soup is. The. Best. Thing. Ever.
Congratulations. I’ve been an adult for many years….approaching grandmahood, I fear….and I still get ‘skeeved’ out by touching slimy chicken skin….
I am pretty sure she never said mofo, either 🙂
You’re funny . . .
I love the Pioneer Woman. Homemade chicken stock is the best! Before my husband turned semi-vegetarian, I used to make chicken-and-sausage gumbo from scratch. So good!
Kelli @ Gohn Crazy
Haha! I totally relate. I have the habit of making my husband handle the raw meat in meal prep. I will cook it but man oh man I hate to cut fat off of chicken and just mess with raw meat in any fashion really. I’ve said before if I wasn’t so darned picky I would have become a vegetarian long ago. I’m slowly getting better…sorta. But kudos to you for making that step! The other day FIL said he was going to pick me up a whole chicken that are on a great sale and MIL reminded me before putting it in the crockpot to remember to remove the “goodies” inside. *barf* Noooooo!! I believe I may ask hubby to prep it. Haha I don’t wanna grow up!
You ARE a grown up now. Congratulations on your eco friendly frugality. Oh and by the way I am sure your grandmother would never have said anything like that, but she might have THOUGHT something like it. Maybe not mofo but maybe a generational equivalent.
I’m pretty sure my great-grandmother rolls over in her grave on a regular basis because of my ungrownupness (Is that even a word?). Of course, that woman could feed an army with one chicken!
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I’m so with you on the #’s 1-4. I won’t order a burrito with meat in it lest I get a bad bite. Nothing worse than a bad bite.
Congrats on your progress, and thanks for introducing me to that cool website!
Beth @ The Natural Mommy
Ooooh, yes. I remember the first time I had to touch a cold, raw chicken. I felt so responsible for it’s death, it just about turned me vegetarian. Just about…
Thanks for that site and recipe… I’ll have to try that!
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Next step is to learn to cut up a whole raw chicken.
Then, you have parts to cook and eat, and the whole back to make more stock out of. I usually save up some backs in the freezer until there’s enough to make a good sized batch of stock.