Monday, September 18, 2006
It tastes like chicken
The gentlemen came a-calling at the bar Saturday night, looking to buy the lot of us drinks. Since chicken skin is our species' great polarizer, I asked one of the dudes his thoughts on this matter. His answer would give me a peek into his personality, correct? At least, that's what the women's rags would have told me.
"When I cook my chicken, I pound up some garlic and place it between the skin and the flesh. I also put a few kaffir leaves there, too."
"So do you eat the skin afterwards? Or not? You're avoiding my question."
"Say, would you like the recipe?"
Now listen up: This is Novus Carmen (see the nifty logo above); every Monday I will be bringing you new music that tickles my fancy. I got the dude's number after our bar encounter and yesterday, he swung by the dump and cooked us some Gay Ning Takia. In return, I made him a mix CD; these were his three favorite tracks.
Magnolia Electric Co
"Same Old Stuff"
"Never Be Lonely"