A Recipe from the Vaults.... Chicken a la Julie!

Toffer must be really bored at work today.  He's found one of Julie's famous recipes.  I may have mentioned it before in a previous entry along with the Blue Cheese Macaroni.  Well, by popular demand, below you will find the recipe for Chicken a la Julie! 

1 hazardous cab driver

2 burnt fingers

3 Bayden hairs - Bayden is my dog!

10 chicken breasts

cinnamon, allspice, garlic, salt and pepper

roasted almonds or pine nuts

saltana raisins to taste

top with plain yogourt

On a wide street, flag a cab after purchasing ingredients. Get in cab and make sure the driver is crazy. Rear-end unsuspecting Volvo and wait for argument to ensue. Walk away with groceries as you flip the bird and get hurled insults and contempt.

Arrive at destination in new cab, wash and spice chicken, turn burners on HIGH, put chicken in oven and put rice on to cook. Roast almonds or pine nuts, have one jump from hot pan into the well of the neighbouring element (ensure that said element was on HIGH only moments ago) Stick thumb directly on element to attempt to lift and retrieve said nut (pine or almond, not me). Swear in foreign language and continue to cook almonds. When chicken is ready, remove from sizzling heat, put on rubber gloves to remove chicken from bone. Ensure glove is thin at index finger tip. Dig thin fingered glove deep into the poitrine of a chicken until rubber sears and melts to finger. Swear in a foreign language and remove glove. Allow friend to finish the rest of the chicken.
Now, take platter of chicken to table, all ready to feast, with two burnt fingers and an unstable foil platter, and allow platter to collapse under the weight of the chicken just before reaching the table. All chicken
must land on floor or chair, or you must begin this step again.
Scoop chicken off floor, into strainer and rinse carefully and thoroughly under hot water. Add a few more of the original spices and serve to loving friends.

ENJOY

All in all, I remember this evening to be a very fun night, with all the mishaps, dinner was edible.  Only one person did not have chicken, and that was our germaphobe, Kevin.  Funny, he'll let his little dog, Sophie lick him all over his face even though she uses her tongue as toilet paper!