I'd bought a nice pack of pre packed breadcrumbs (about six months ago) that looked like they came from actual bread and vowed to make something with them.
Today was that day.
A recap phone call this morning I had a recipe in my head and a pack of defrosted chicken in the kitchen.
The problem came at 5:15 (dinner is usually at 5:30) when I finally got round to starting.
Where had I put the bloody breadcrumbs?
I can only imagine that I looked at them once to often and thought, face it you are never going to do it, and threw them out.
Another phone call and I was confident to make my own with the thing that you plug in and add attachments too.
This is what followed.
I didn't have enough bread and it wasn't stale either so I added bread sticks to the mix.
I need the other two slices for lunchboxes tomorrow.
I am never buying breadcrumbs again, they are so easy to make.
So chicken strips, flour, egg and crumbs all on the go in the pan in batches gets me here.
I think I could have helped myself by prepping my area so the days washing up was done and cleared away.
I thought that I should use the kitchen paper to soak up any excess oil so balanced a plate on those two dirty pans on the far burner on the oven that still doesn't work.
But I dropped the paper roll in the sink of dirty water so whilst still mid fry quickly sawed it in two using the remaining clean bread knife.
I finished them off in the oven and served them with oven chips, salad.
No mayonnaise, so a pot of creme fraiche with lemon parley and gherkins chopped into them. The girls didn't like that so had ketchup.
So there you go proper home cooking.
I've got a pollock in the freezer that is going to get the same attention next week
CM
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