The first 3 words TK said were "Daddy", "Chicken" and "Chicken". Notice, "mommy" is not amongst the 3, right? That is just to let you know how important chicken is in my household.
Well, as the head chef of my home, I have had to learn multiple ways of creating chicken dishes. They like chicken baked, broiled, fried (which I hardly make) and of course, stewed. As per chicken stew, I actually think my chicken stew nabbed my husband for me. The first meal I ever made for him was chicken stew, with rice and fried plantain. In fact, when his younger brother tasted my chicken stew the first time, he exclaimed, "Now, I know why the man fell in love with you!" =)
Anyway, like i was saying, my people LOVE chicken. Unfortunately, I do not care much for chicken. I can eat it fried, but am not big on fried foods. I can eat it curried and in fact, just destroyed some curry chicken and chapati less than 5 minutes ago (Yum!). But, I swear the thought of how much chicken my family consumes is beginning to make me nauseous! While we were in Dominica, I let it be known that chicken was not my thing, so I ate loads of mahi mahi fish (called dolphin fish there), yum!
Anyway, I am going on a chicken strike!
No to the tyranny of chicken stew and chicken in general!
No to the domination of children demanding "fresh chicken stew, please!"
No to the suppression of my love for beef, lamb and that other white meat - pork!
*standing on a soap box with a loud speaker in my hand*
"Join me people! Join me in the quest to reduce the amount of chicken consumed in your house."
"If you are forced to eat chicken day in and day out because of your loved ones, join me in bringing an end to chicken tyranny!"
"Let us sing in unison -
*ends solitary protest*
We no go gree oh, we no go gree!
No more chicken!
We no go gree!"
Now that I got that off my chest, I'm done.