I think it was a Mad Men episode. Sounded horrible. Food sucked then.

OMG. In the '70's my crazy bitch mother made what she called a "Chicken Cassarole". It was just short of inedible, and contained (I kid you not) chopped up chicken, crushed Lays potato chips, Campbells Mushroom soup and something I have banished from my memory because it was fouler that the deepest pit of hell. Oh, wait, I know! Canned Peas! ARGH!

And on that note, here's a joke my hubby told me.

A guy who is less than well endowed keeps getting teased by his friends at the gym, laughed at by his dates, even tho he works out and is fairly good looking. He gets so desperate he goes to a little old Chinese Magician/Healer, and says "I'll pay you anything if you can just make my penis larger."
The old man looks at him for a moment, then he takes out a pin, jabs the guy in the dick and says "Ok, you go out, and every time someone says "sorry" or "pardon me" or "excuse me" to you, you will grow one inch." The guy feels he's probably being take for a ride, but he pays the money, and decides to go out and try it. He figures if it works great, if it doesn't, he can demand a refund.
So, he steps out onto the sidewalk and immediately bumps into a little old lady who says "Excuse me." Wonder of wonders, he grows an inch! This is great! He continues down the street, occasionally bumping into people who say "sorry" or "excuse me", and after a few of those he's gained about 5 inches, he decides that he'll do one more then go back and have the spell lifted. So he turns an runs into a little old asian man who bows to him and says "A thousand pardons!" , "A thousand pardons!", "A thousand pardons!".

:P I thought it was hilarious.

Mississippi Passes Anti-Richard Dawkins Legislation

Q: How do you make chicken Kiev around Chernobyl?

A: Well, first you heat the city to 400 degrees....

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What's the newest Russian X-ray machine? A citizen from Moscow walking in between two citizens from Chernobyl.

Kat, that sounds like the "turkey tetrazzini" that the cafeteria used to attempt to force down our throats in high school. We called it "turkey tetrachloride".

I feel the same way about Green Bean Casserole. Apparently the stuff is a big hit for a lot of people, but whenever I tried to swallow a bite, my gag reflex literally choked it back up. My parents didn't let us get away with not eating our food, so I used to put blobs in my milk, tried to squish it into the creases of the table, and would even throw chunks of it underneath my siblings' chairs. I wasn't a terrible kid in most respects; I just hated Green Bean Casserole that much.

Oh, good lord, Chicken Kiev is the best junk food ever: a thinly pounded chicken breast wrapped around a pool of melted butter and deep-fried? Oh, yum. Especially when you plop it on sour cream-laden mashed potatoes that soak up all that butter. It's kind of a testament to my AMAZING willpower that I don't weigh 300 lbs....

Well, right now, I'm making Chicken Paprikash. Which is chicken browned in olive oil, then removed and sliced onion sauteed in the olive oil until it's soft, then add a shitload (okay, the recipe calls for 2 TBSPs but I use at least 3) of paprika, then put the browned chicken back in the oil and onions, add some dry white wine and chicken broth, bring it to a boil and then let it simmer until the chicken is cooked all the way through. Then, take the chicken out, put it on a plate and cover it, reduce the juices in the pan to about 1/4 cup and add about 1/3 cup of sour cream. Stir it up real good, put the chicken back in it, let the chicken get heated through again, serve! I used to serve it over noodles, now I just serve it with a side of buttered green beans. YUM!