While we are driving to the beach, I thought I might regale you with a yummy recipe. Perfect for summer because there is really no cooking involved. I should have posted this earlier so you could have made it for your 4th of July cook-outs. But I was busy
shopping at Target packing. And plagarizingborrowing lame Thursday Thirteen lists. And procrastinating. And coming up with a million and one other ideas. Just without the follow through.
Maybe this will enlighten you on my amazing ability to procrastinate. I took these pictures and made this salad in May. And am just now getting around to telling you about it. I also have about 10 different Thursday Thirteen lists saved in Word. But they only have 7 items on each list. One day I will grace you with my brilliance. When it chooses not to show itself...we learn about aliens.
But I digress...
I think that everyone has heard of this salad. Or one of its various incarnations. I think my church cookbook has 4 versions in it. My recipe is an amalgam of those. Plus a little extra. And let me tell you why there is an extra. The reason I made this salad in May was because the PTA for Madalyn 's elementary school was having our annual end of year meeting. And everyone on PTA was supposed to bring a salad. Why is it that when women get together, they only want to eat salad? And things that are healthy? Are we eating our peanut m&ms in the closet? Do we only eat bacon cheese burgers in the privacy of our cars? Is it a secret that we like sour cream and onion potato chips?
My first end of year meeting was last year. And I dutifully brought my salad - a fruit salad - and when I left - I had to stop at Sonic for a cheeseburger. So, this year, I decided to put a little extra into the salad. I added a secret ingredient. Shhhh...it is chicken.
So...here is Kat's interpretation of Oriental Chicken Salad.
Here are our players:Break the ramen noodles. I just use the heel of my palm, leaving the noodles right in their package. Be careful that you don't pound them too hard or the noodles will spew out of said package into all the nooks and crannies of your stove, counters, burners...and onto the floor where you will step on those noodles for weeks even though you swept them up...and when you step on them with your bare feet, they tend to really hurt...and you'll have to send someone to the store for another pack of noodles. Not that those things happened to me. It is just an example. I am always careful when I cook.