Yesterday, the Girl had a playdate with a classmate from kindergarten. I decided, on a whim, to take the Boy to an appliance store and finally buy a deep fryer.
This purchase has been discussed off and on the last 4 years between Wifey and myself. Some of the conversations have gone like this:Me: Hmmm, I'd really like to have a deep fryer.Or
Wifey: Ugh. Fried food is bad for you!
Me: You like fried food!
Wifey: Whatever. It's up to you. [eyes rolling]
Me: Hmmmm, I really could use a deep fryer. Maybe I'll go buy one.Or
Wifey: Stop it! You keep buying yourself stuff and you leave me with nothing to buy for your birthday or Christmas.
Me: I don't need anything for my birthday (it's true).
Wifey: You're hopeless! [eyes rolling, throwing hands up in the air]
Me: Okay, so what am I supposed to do for Christmas? Make a list of things I might like?Or
Wifey: Yes, PLEASE.
Me: Okay, yeah. I'll put a deep fryer on the list.
Wifey: Mmmmm, okay. But we don't have any space for it.
Me: Hmmm, good point. Never mind. Scratch that one.
Me: Hey okay, how about a deep fryer for my birthday then?Or
Wifey: Mmm, okay.
Me: But. What if you buy one I don't like?
Wifey: Just how many of them are there?
Me: Well, there are lots. Each has their pros and cons.
Wifey: Well, then just tell me the model you want.
Me: But then, I have to go do the research at the store (this is something you have to visually inspect to see if you could really see yourself using it). And if I go to the store, research, and like it....then why not buy it right then and there?
Wifey: Because you save it and let me buy it for you for your birthday!
Me: But, I want it now. Why should I wait 5 months? And besides, it's not really a suprise then, is it?
Wifey: I give up! [rolls eyes]
Me: Dammit! I screwed up another attempt at fried chicken.
Wifey: Well, my grandma knew how to make great fried chicken.
Me: Good for your grandma - who is DEAD. I need me a fryer.
Wifey: You don't need a deep fryer. You should be able to make fried chicken in an inch of oil.
Me: I suck at fried chicken. This is pointless! [throwing my hands up in the air]
Or
[Oh, there are even more conversations between me and Wifey, but I'm tired of typing them]
In the end, I think we've been watching a lot of cooking shows and I just got tired of seeing interesting parts of some meals where I know I can't make it because I need a deep fryer. Yeah, not healthy for me. I get it. Get over it!
But maybe, maybe this is all about my obsession about beating my arch nemesis......Fried Chicken.And darn you Popeyes for not rebuilding the store that burnt down. You've driven me to this!
8 comments:
ummmm.... visions of Onion rings dance in my head..
My Mom makes the best fried chicken and I am telling you the secret is to parboil it the day before... just saying. You are precooking it slightly and then cooling it , breading it and frying it the rest of the way. Turns out perfect every time.
Shiny! Good luck with the next Johnny vs Chicken battle.
L
I gained five pounds just reading this post.
I have wanted one these for so long. I hope Aly reads this comment...
peace
fm
Oh man, I can't wait to read about your nemesis going down!!!
I love mine. Don't use it often but it's there when I need it. The convos w/Wifey crack me up. Would be funny to read her blog and see her take on the same conversations.
Andrea
Can't wait to see the next battle of Johnny vs. the chicken! I've always loved your cooking posts (even though they're never kosher). ;)
We had one growing up and it made the BEST french fries ever. Yum.
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