Ice Ice Baby

I would have to say that my second meal on this journey was a success. Didn't ruin anything and it tasted pretty good. Only one man down in the whole process.... my hand. In true Webb girl style my mother's side of the family seems to burn themselves at every steaming hot opportunity. This time i decided that my left arm is stronger than I truly believe. I was playing musical chairs with the oven racks with my right hand and tried to pull the skillet out with my left (and of course I used a small silicone hand mitt, not a full sized one). Clearly I didn't think through the process before starting. Skillet meet palm of hand. Ouch. The show must go on though. Maybe with a little complaining...

Back to the topic at hand. Din-din was oven-fried chicken, coleslaw, and rolls. I had never done fried chicken before so I thought this would be a good start. I'm always a sucker for recipe pictures and get a tinge of depression when it doesn't look like the yummy example. Oh well, so is life.

Oh and on a side note, #1 hubby's birthday is tomorrow and I still don't have a gift. Eeeeekkk!!

xoxo