Saturday, May 30, 2009

Some Romance Shomance in the Cynic Household.

So the hero had been battling a rather tough week at work, and I, in the spirit of providing some wifely support and encouragement decided to make him an some chicken dish (big fan of chicken he is), as a good prelude to a relaxed weekend.

Now the thermostat on the Cynic Cook-o-meter has only two settings – viz. Explosive (the cook) or Explosive (when the cook is the experimentative mode, and thus, there is high probability of the blender and the vegetables and the environment blowing up). Friday happened to be the former so a new a new dish was destined to be born.

So anyways, cooking happened – I have named it Braised Pepper Chicken* . Miraculously turned out quite interesting and I called up hero to apprise him of the fact. I have standing instructions to tell him important details like this – that ways, he can spend the entire day in pleasurable anticipation.

Hero came back from work, and the first thing he did was demand a sneak preview of the meal.

A little later, and I was sitting on the couch contemplating the meaning of life, when he came and sat next to me. He hmmed and hawed a bit, in preparation to telling me something important. After a while, he turned to be with an absolutely mush-oozing out, Bryonically romantic expression on his face and looked at me soulfully and whispered those magical words...

“I have been waiting all my life....”

I waited expectantly, thinking the way to a man’s heart IS through his stomach after all.

“....for this braised pepper chicken”

I did say, I was not even in the running against chicken didn’t I?

P.S.*I have just learnt the meaning of braised and I want to use it. Ha!

P.P.S. That sounds like a good title for a ballad no?

I have been waiting all my life for a braised pepper chickin',
So brown and crispy, it’s just finger lickin’.
The thought of it, makes my heart keep tickin’
My finger licking, heart tickin’, braised pepper chickin

I SHOULD write lyrics! Maybe I shall compose this, after I am through with Mary had a little lamb...


P.P.P.S Edited to convert chicken to chickin' at the proposal of young million-different-people

17 comments:

Parul said...

Make something veggie and I may join the list of your admirers!

Mo said...

Instead of writing ballads, write down the recipe.
You ignorer of our blog.

Epiphany said...

sooooo...congrapulations from side...and best of luck to hero ;)

Amey said...

Oh. I was expecting it to go something like,
"I have been waiting all my life....”
“....for this braised pepper chicken”
"...so when is it going to be ready?"

;)

a million different people said...

In the interest of the awesome rhyming sequence of the poem, I propose that chicken be spelt chickin'.

Thank you.

In love with my life said...

Know this.." You are NEVER in running against the chicken". Lessons learnt the hard way!!

I think i'll teach V your ballad..his chicken obsession started at age 2.

manuscrypts said...

does the name have anything to do with potential victims having to brace for it? :p
PS. Why do i get this feeling that this comment won't be embraced with the fondness it deserves? :]

Cynic in Wonderland said...

parul - you might start the list of admirers you meant...?

Mo - so many recipes i have given. hudh hai. but i shall put this one too.

epiphany - hero gets cooked chicken AND best of luck? no fair.

amey - that can be the chorus
"Is it ready,
Is it bready
Can I spread it?
On my plate"
wot do you think?

million different people. done.
it was half there at the back of my mind strangely enuf.

in love with my life - yus yus do. i shall make the muzzic also. and become a famous composer.

manu - ah i was expecting a bruised, braised comment from you. :D

Pinku said...

receipe please...thats if it can be written down without explosions ;)

Amey said...

Make that "can I spread i'?" and you are home.

Thanatos said...

So you can open your own "chickin" restaurant and plan the marketing campaign too!

Rohit said...

First time here.Spent close to an hour reading your posts ...
nice ones.. follower:)

Meira said...

you cook well, you play the guitar, you cook well, you compose well
Lady, I love you already :P

Cynic in Wonderland said...

pinku - i dont write in the kitchen. hmpf.

amey - wokie spready is better?

thanatos - and take on kfc you mean? not a bad idea at all.

thank you rohit

meira - i cook accidentally well, i break things well, i play guitar badly, i break things well. still lub me?

AmitL said...

Hehe!Cyn,you never know what kind of competition you're up against,huh?So,a Braised(Loved that word)Pepper Chicken must've been an astonishment..:)ROFL at the rhyme!And,at the'Ready Bready' rhyme,too!!You could try your luck at 'Whose line is it anyway?,the Brit TV show,I'm sure!*smiles*

AmitL said...

Hehe!Cyn,you never know what kind of competition you're up against,huh?So,a Braised(Loved that word)Pepper Chicken must've been an astonishment..:)ROFL at the rhyme!And,at the'Ready Bready' rhyme,too!!You could try your luck at 'Whose line is it anyway?,the Brit TV show,I'm sure!*smiles*

Drenched said...

Hahahaha! Plisss to send a recipe. I shall keep it saved in case I find a chicken-loving guy. (High chances of that anyway considering I belong to the region whose Patron Bird is Butter Chicken.)

BTW, braised is such a beautiful word. Now, I need to find chances to use it daily language. :D