Chix has different parts too, you know?

Previous Saturday I had  just woken up, when Cookies was going out to work and by his sophisticated goodbye I heard: what are we eating today WOMAN? just lovely, when you wake up groggy after a Friday night marathon of Danny Trejo movies 0_o Unfortunately I shouldn’t repeat my answer, but you can simply imagine, it was in polish and really rude. And of course, I heard the bastards evil laugh on the stairs. I snuggled back to my pillow and tried to catch another 15 min but Sam The Lab had another idea for my morning, He came to my bed, climbed on and stuck his cold nose on the base of my neck and poked me, like saying walk me mommieeee or more likely feed meee mommieee. I had to get up and just start my day at 7am on Saturday… After I dealt with Mr Dog, I went to the freezer to check what do I have, and well, there was a lot of stuff but I didn’t feel inspired. Either way I had to go to the store for my favourite hot dogs, so I decided I will get the inspiration there. Thankfully it was still early so the store wasn’t too crowded and my favourite lady was working the counter, so I could procrastinate as much as I felt like. She even tried to help but I didn’t feel like baked chicken or pork loin cutlets. Felt like something we didn’t eat for long. Then she said it: Chicken has other parts too, you know, not only breasts… BINGO in that split second I knew what I will make, chix legs stewed in a creamy sauce… on rice (didn’t feel like peeling pots o_o), and mizeria…