I planned to fix teriyaki chicken for supper tonight – you know, actually cook real food while my brother’s here, instead of something lame like hot dogs. So I thawed three chicken breasts in the microwave, then set the dish in the sink so as not to spread bacteria whilst I rinsed and removed the fat. I’m very conscientious about avoiding salmonella poisoning.
Too conscientious.
After I’d touched the chicken breasts, I realized I needed to touch something else. So, without using my chicken juice covered fingers, I pumped a little soap into my hand, lathered, then put my hands under the tap to rinse off the soap.
The problem being that the faucet was aimed directly over the chicken. Which meant I rinsed the chicken in soap. Which rendered it inedible.
We shall not be having teriyaki chicken for supper tonight.
Ruining three chicken breasts by rinsing my hands over them is probably one of the more moronic things I’ve done in awhile.
What makes this whole thing even more ridiculous is that this is not the first meal I’ve ruined with soap this week. Just Tuesday I packed Jeff’s sandwich in a plastic container that somehow got a nasty dish soap smell attached to it, which permeated all throughout the turkey pastrami and cheddar jack.
Seeing as my little disasters tend to come in pairs, and seeing as I’ve already had one DIY disaster this week, I think I shall act on instinct and not venture into any more home decorating for a while.
Yes, I take it as a sign that I’m meant to get back to the work of a novelist.
27/07/2006 at 1:12 pm Permalink
A little soap never hurt food - especially not if you rinse it off and cook the chicken to 350 degrees or so. Soap’s way healthier than salmonella. Now, if the soap got on my food after it was cooked I might be a tad picky, but a hot oven can cover a multitude of errors.
27/07/2006 at 1:13 pm Permalink
But it was going to marinade for a few hours, and I think that would have kept the soap in. I rinsed the chicken and smelled it, and there was still soap in it.