Bad Chicken. Worse Name.

It is a bank holiday here in the UK, so Mike and I were both off from work! We have had a lovely lazy long weekend. Today we were getting a little stir crazy sitting in the house, and Mike decided that he wanted fried chicken for lunch! We set off on a trek to find fried chicken. There is a chain of fried chicken places that we have been planning to try, and though there are some closer to our place we ended up at one near the river. The chicken was bad. The fries were bad. The ketchup was bad. How do you mess up ketchup? But that wasn’t the worst part.

Dallas Chicken and Ribs. I don’t want people to think that is how fried chicken is done in Dallas. There is seriously good fried chicken in Dallas. Heck, even the bad fried chicken is better than what we had today. There was no gravy. (Pause to let that sink in. No gravy.) I have totally stopped asking for iced tea because I am tired of the let down. So if you are a Londoner, please don’t let that awful place give you the wrong idea. If you are ever in Dallas, google Brothers Fried Chicken and drive there immediately. Put gravy on everything and get pecan pie. That’s an order.

On our way home we walked through Battersea Park. It was absolutely gorgeous! There is a great deal to do, and it feels more like a set from Mary Poppins than a real park. It is right on the Thames, and there are gardens and petting zoos, restaurants and walking paths. I couldn’t find any pictures and we didn’t have the camera but it definitely needs to be on your to do list when you come to London!

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About fishandchipsandsalsa

This is the story of a newlywed-ish couple in Dallas about to pack up their lives and pups to move to jolly ol' England. They will miss good family, good friends and good fajitas.
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6 Responses to Bad Chicken. Worse Name.

  1. jiji1 says:

    Sounds like a wonderful lazy weekend! Sorry about the messed-up chicken. I know it made you want it even more. How do you mess up fried chicken? If you haven’t seen the website check for Copykat Recipes check it out. I love it and on the days that I’m really bored. I think it’s fun to try to duplicate the recipes that I love. Only problem is, sometimes it gets expensive if you don’t have all the ingredients. The Toscana Soup from Olive Garden is dead on, but it cost me $40 to make a pot of it! Olive Garden will sell you about a quart of it carry-out for less than $10. I did say cooking is fun didn’t I?

    This is Colonel Sanders Fried Chicken. They use chicken bullion in the seasoning. Might be worth a try. All I’ve ever used is salt, pepper, garlic powder, and flour
    http://www.copykat.com/component/rapidrecipe/?page=viewrecipe&recipe_id=1013

    It also sounds like you’re missing home just a little bit, so I thought that I’d send you this e-mail that I received from a friend that’s just moved here. XOXOXOXOX Mom

    This is My Texas…..
    ————————-

    May 30th:
    Just moved to Texas. Now this is how to live!!
    Beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings. What a
    place! I watched the sunset from a park lying on a blanket.
    It was beautiful. I’ve finally found my home. I love it here.

    June 14th:
    Really heating up. Got to 95 today. Not a problem.
    Live in an air-conditioned home, drive an air-conditioned car.
    What a pleasure to see the sun everyday like this. I’m turning into a
    sun worshiper.

    June 30th:
    Had the backyard landscaped with western plants today.
    Lots of cactus and rocks. What a breeze to maintain. No more
    mowing the lawn for me. Another scorcher today, but I love it here.

    July 10th:
    The temperature hasn’t been below 100 all week. How do
    people get used to this kind of heat? At least it’s kind of windy
    though. But getting used to the heat and humidity is taking longer
    that I expected.

    July 15th:
    Fell asleep by the pool. (Got 3rd degree burns over 60% of
    my body). Missed 3 days of work. What a dumb thing to do. I learned
    my lesson though. Got to respect the ol’ sun in a climate like
    this.

    July 20th:
    I missed Morgan (our cat) sneaking into the car when I
    left this morning. By the time I got to the hot car for lunch,
    Morgan had died and swollen up to the size of a shopping bag and stank up
    the $2,000 leather upholstery. I told the kids that she ran away.
    The car now smells like Kibbles and sh*ts. I learned my lesson though.
    No more pets in this heat.

    July 25th:
    The wind sucks. It feels like a giant freaking blow
    dryer!! And it’s hot as hell. The home air-conditioner is not working and
    the AC repairman charged $200 just to drive by and tell me he
    needed to order parts.

    July 30th:
    Been sleeping outside by the pool for 3 nights now.
    $1,500 in damn house payments and we can’t even go inside. Why did I
    ever come here?

    Aug. 4th:
    It’s 106 degrees. Finally got the air-conditioner fixed
    today. It cost $500 and gets the temperature down to 85, but this
    freaking humidity makes the house feel like it’s about 95. Stupid
    repairman. I hate this stupid city.

    Aug. 8th:
    If another wise ass asks, “Hot enough for you
    today?” I’m going to strangle him. Damn heat. By the time I get to work the
    radiator is boiling over, my clothes are soaking wet, and I smell like
    baked cat!!

    Aug. 9th:
    Tried to run some errands after work. Wore shorts, and sat
    on the black leather seats in the ol’ car. I thought my ass
    was on fire. I lost 2 layers of flesh and all the hair on the back of my
    legs and ass. Now my car smells like burnt hair, fried ass, and
    baked cat.

    Aug. 10th:
    The weather report might as well be a damn recording.
    Hot and sunny. Hot and sunny. Hot and sunny. It’s been too hot to do
    crap for 2 months and the weatherman says it might really warm up
    next week. Doesn’t it ever rain in this desert? Water rationing
    now, so my $1700 worth of cactus just dried up and blew into the pool
    Even the cactus can’t live in this damn heat.

    Aug. 14th:
    Welcome to HELL!!! Temperature got to 108 today.
    Forgot to crack the window and blew the damn windshield out of the car.
    The installer came to fix it and said, “Hot enough for you
    today?” My wife had to spend the $1500 house payment to bail me out of jail.
    Freaking Texas . What kind of a sick demented idiot would
    want to live here…

  2. Carolyn says:

    Maybe when we come to London Nana can fry up some of her famous chicken strips! Ummmmm! Can’t you just smell it now?

  3. Nana says:

    Mike must be a whole lot like me. I looove fried chicken. Sometimes I just have to go to KFC for some good fried chicken. I use to get it at Bill’s chicken but it is not as good any more since they changed hands. We decided that since it is a tradition for me to fry chicken on New Years day that we could do it one or two days early this year so you all could celebrate with us(if you are in Corsicana).
    Love, Nana

  4. Dad says:

    What did I just read??? Bill’s Fried Chicken isn’t good anymore. Praise the Lord, I knew Nana would agree with me on something someday! Hey, I take’em when I can get’em. Love ya.
    Dad

  5. Cindy says:

    Bad fried chicken?? Sorry I am not able to wrap my mind around such a concept! But we will avoid that place and definitely go to Battersea Park. Any place that looks like it came out of Mary Poppins is my kind of place. Is it appropriate to break into song? If so, I will brush up on my lyrics before coming in 35(!!!!) days. Mom

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