I roasted some chicken in a different pan for my spouse.
Once the timer went beep, I took everything out. The tofu had the same consistency as that rubbery stuff that chicken juice cooks into. A lot meatier than it gets when cooked that way without the freeze/thaw pre-treatment. Flavor's about the same, but it's tofu. It's supposed to taste like tofu.
Now, one of the comfort foods my mom makes is breaded and fried tofu slices, served in sandwiches with tomato slices, mayo, and worstechire sauce. I've told you about that before, haven't I?
Anyway.
I was planning to do something proper with this tofu, like, I don't know what. Serve it in the cup of an athletics trophy or something. But instead, before rational thinking could talk me out of it, I mixed it up with mayonnaise and Old Bay seasoning, and used it like a sandwich spread. Slathered (yes, fucking "slathered," shut up, my food words are still timely and relevant and topical) (huhhuh, it's a topping) the sandwich spread on some Dave's Killer Bread, put a couple slices of dill pickle in there, and ate it. And then I made another sandwich like that, and I ate it. I'm on my third consecutive sandwich, and I'm starting to slow down a little. But that's to be expected. I have a head cold, and my physical stamina is lacking.
Anyway. I can't say for sure whether I'll still like this style of sandwich once I get my sense of smell back, but in the meanwhile, here are some photos of the stuff I'm eating right now:
IF YOU BELIEVE IT CAN, THIS CAN LOOK LIKE A PHOTO OF CHICKEN SALAD
This bread is fucking awesome. It's sweet but doesn't kill the taste of savory foods, and the texture is chewy without being dense. I should have been buying this stuff all along!
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