. . .about making fried chicken is the oil. Actually the disposal of the oil after the frying is done.
How exactly do y'all dispose of used cooking oil where you live Tadpoles? Please help me. :)
In other news - Father's Day was a 50/50 kind of day. You know the old expression "The best laid plans?" Well, yesterday turned out kinda' like that.
We had a wonderful morning before the gang left to pick up Pooldad's Dad so they could all go to a National's game. Unfortunately the van developed a flat tire and since the tire was too damaged to change himself, Pooldad called roadside assistance. They waited a half hour for them to show up [amazingly short time! yay for AAA!] but getting the tire replaced at Walmart took another hour and a half [again a very short time - so yay for Walmart!] Since so much time had passed they decided against to the baseball game and instead, Grandpa, Daddy and granddaughter went to a Knight's of Columbus picnic [church] which is where Grandma was helping serve. Yippee! There was a ton of food - but Wallene and Pooldad didn't eat too much because as Wallene said, [when she saw one of the offerings was fried chicken and beans] "We better not eat that Dad because you know what's for dinner." heehee
Yep! Dinner was so delicious - fried chicken, Pooldad's awesome beans and homemade coleslaw. Wallene made me laugh when she asked [after her second piece of chicken] "Mom, you know how you always say you don't care what we eat for breakfast, as long as we eat it? [I do.] Does fried chicken fall into that category?" Why, yes...yes it does. :D It's a good thing I only make this a couple of times a year otherwise I think we would all be in perpetual food comas. :D
Everyone went to bed tired and with full bellies. When I woke up this morning I was shocked to see it was 6:45 am and my husband was still sound asleep. [He has to be to work at 7 am] I nudged him and he told me he had already called work and wouldn't be going in today because he has a toothache. Guess a trip to the dentist is in the mix today. My poor baby.
Hope y'all have a spectacular Monday. See ya' on the flipside.