As a single man who can't get through a head of lettuce before it wilts in the crisper, it's laughable for me to even consider making homemade chicken stock, but it's still fascinating
(and useful to the rest of you) to read about it via
The Parsley Thief. Crafting one's own chicken stock to me feels like the first time I ever made homemade bread - if I survived nuclear attack I'd still be fine since fuck you, I can make bread.
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