Domestic Education

It's been quite the domestic-palooza here at chez jane this weekend.

We hit a snag this morning with the discovery that something was amiss with our kitchen sink. Clogged. And gurgling. Totally disgusting. The saving grace (and yes, there is one) is that the nastiness in the pipes had a citrus scent to it. Thanks to the lime halves I'd been tossing down the disposal after squeezing them into my agave margaritas. It's not a good sign when you realize your plumbing can't keep up with your drinking habit.

Took a break from my kitchen toil to watch my version of porn... the Food Network. Paula Deen, the culinary harbinger of cardiac distress herself, was on, hosting a show that featured cheese. OK. That works. She made a delicious looking cherry cream cheese pie (I LOVE cherry pie and this just kicked it up a notch. Oooh look -- I just mixed FoodTV host catch phrases...) and then announced to the camera that she was going to do something she'd never done before after the break.

She was going to deep fry macaroni and cheese.

Oh. My.

Now, I'm a firm believer in the concept of frying things -- I am from the south, after all. And macaroni and cheese is in the top tier of my list of Perfect Foods (along with doughnuts, cheeseburgers and pizza.) However, I wasn't too sure about this whole thing as we cut away to a Smithfield ham ad. But curiosity got the better of me and so I stayed tuned. And got to see how this heart attack on a plate was made.

Turns out that not only is the mac & cheese breaded and fried -- it's wrapped in bacon beforehand. Just upping that coronary factor. The mister was strolling through the room and commented as he passed by that he bets she's killed more people than tobacco. (Yes, that's slightly un-PC, but I'm still giggling over it. Sawry.)

Let's just say that the fried mac & cheese won't be making its way to a table near me any time soon. Yuck. Although I am having dirty, dirty thoughts about that cherry cream cheese pie.

In summary -- lessons learned today:
* My plumbing can't keep up with my drinking habit.
* There is such a thing as too over the top when it comes to fried foods.

Live and learn, my friends. Live and learn.


Elizabeth said...

Wow! Breaded, deep-fried macaroni and cheese wrapped in bacon. That's on beyond Southern (me too) and into serious Elvis territory!

Why, it's Clark! said...

The only thing it lacks is gravy.

citizen jane said...

We have indeed gone round the bend, Elizabeth, into Elvis territory. Although this is even more extreme than peanut butter and banana sandwiches.

Clark, you know, I wouldn't put it past Paula to throw some gravy on this thing. Love her (especially her BBQ sauce recipe), but only in small doses.

SusanD said...

LOVE the sink story!

And I saw that Paula Deen show, too! I was like, WHAT, WHAT? But then, um, I thought it sounded good.