Mr T really wanted rotisserie chicken and coleslaw from the supermarket for his dinner tonight. Like, he really wanted it. I did consider for a fleeting moment buying the chicken and then passing it off as my very own roast, but no. That would go against everything this blog stands for! I can’t lie, I have the worst poker face around. Besides, since I began this daily food blog, one of the big things I wanted to try was using a chicken carcass to make chicken stock. My amazing friend (from whom this blog is largely inspired) does this, as do many other people, so I thought getting a chicken from the supermarket was a good excuse to finally try it. The idea of dealing with a chicken carcass made me feel a bit ill, but I’m going to put my big girl knickers on and do it anyway.
When I say Mr T wanted chicken and coleslaw for dinner, he quite literally meant, just chicken and coleslaw. He has a cold, you see, and that is what he felt like eating. I got some broccoli from the supermarket for cheap today and wanted to incorporate that into the meal somehow. Also, I didn’t want a meal of chicken and coleslaw, so I decided to make a Chicken and Broccoli Pasta for myself. And then, attempt to make chicken stock.
Chicken and Bacon Pasta
Pasta (I used penne)
Put the pasta on to cook, by placing it into a pot of boiling water. In a saucepan, cook the garlic and chilli for a minute, then add the broccoli florets and sear on a high heat until cooked but still crunchy. When the pasta is cooked, drain the water and then toss through a little bit of oil. Mix in the broccoli, garlic and chilli. Serve with almonds scattered on top.
I thought this was really nice! So simple and really quite delicious. I can’t ask the opinion of anyone else because no one else wanted any! Such is life. They all loved their chicken but I can’t take any credit for that one!
And, because I’m so proud of my effort, the stock is happily chugging away in the slow cooker. I can’t wait to see what it is like tomorrow, and I’m excited to cook with the stock tomorrow night – Mr T is working but my Aunty is coming to stay. I hope she likes risotto!