Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day came a little late for my mother this year, at least from her curly headed child. My buddy and I were in the car driving back from Ft. Worth during my family's big MD feast which was apparently amazing; steak au poivre with a cherry brandy reduction or some such thing! Boom!

Well, we blew it and missed it, and more importantly I didn't get to have that meal o' mother- no not eating my mom, that is both illegal and gross. Rather, a meal in honor of my mom and all of the wonder and glory that she represents.

So we had K&A over for a little late spring grilled chicken dinner. I got a bit nervous for two reasons. 1) undercooked chicken kills people however, overcooked chicken makes you wish you were dead. 2) tornados of America were literally ripping through the area (at large)

The storms passed though, and I was able to grill in the hot, muggy, wet blanket that was post- storm Oklahoma. However, my initial fears were valid and realized...the chicken (bbq, sezchuan, ponzo, or jalapeno jelly) was, in parts on some pieces, pink. Like a steak cooked medium. This wasn't steak, this was CHICKEN. eek. Blessedly my paranoia prompted me to warn everyone of our plate o' salmonella so everyone did a quick spot check and anything that was steak-ish (in cook temp) got a quick trip through the old mickey-mike.

My buddy and I had a great night with the fam, and dinner was good-really it was. Chicken, roasted potatoes with garlic and onion, smothered green beans and grilled corn on the cob! More importantly, we all had a nice time together, conversation was great and good times were had by all!

Happy late Mother's Day, belatedly, Mother. I love you so much. You are my favorite.