A trick for chicken

A trick for chicken
The author and faithful Luca, June Lake 2024

I've returned from the great wilds! Extremely delighted to report that Luca, after a year an a half of only bounding through water up to her chest, learned to swim :) See above for we two beasts in our element.

I’ve been cooking more lately, so I apologize for the onslaught of cooking tips, but also hear me out, because I want to address: Chicken. Chicken is great when it stands proudly and proclaims “I am”: roast chicken, stuffed chicken, grilled chicken. But sometimes, I would like to eat the chicken without the chicken dominating the scene, or especially, requiring so much chewing energy. I’d love to be able to stir some chicken into a spaghetti sauce, for instance, and not have chicken chunks I have to jaw up and down. (I swear I’m not a bad cook; I’ve cooked chicken every which way. I can make good chicken. It’s just that even the most beautifully-cooked chicken is not as unobtrusive as I want it to be). When I get chicken in a takeout salad, or whatever, and the chicken is so much easier to chew and swallow than when I make it at home: Why? Why can’t I have this easy, backup-singer chicken wherever and whenever I'd like?

Casey Johnston

Casey Johnston

Writer and sole proprietor of the She's A Beast newsletter about being strong (physically, mentally, emotionally). As few reps as possible.