Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Life Lesson for the Day

It is incredibly difficult, to the point of being almost impossible, to place a vinyl glove on a damp hand. You're probably wondering why I'm giving you such pointless information, right? Well, I refuse to touch raw chicken with my bare hands. Maybe it's just me, but raw chicken feels like a giant piece of snot. And I don't know about you, but touching something that feels like a big blob of nasal mucous is not something I enjoy in the least.

My raw chicken aversion leaves me with a few options. 1. All chicken must come into the house fully prepared. (Not always practical, but I do like the fully prepared part of this option.) 2. I deal with the gross feeling and allow raw chicken to come in contact with my skin. (Not going to happen.) or 3. I play Dr. Karen and put on some medical grade vinyl gloves and have a nice barrier between my skin and the raw poultry.

Lately, I've been going with option 3 because it allows me to make chicken breast smothered in Rainforest Cafe barbecue sauce and burritos (not at the same time, but I make enough chicken for more than one meal at a time so I can do burritos and quesadillas). Tonight, I made the fun discovery that it is very difficult to put a vinyl glove on a freshly washed hand. Who would have guessed? So there you have it. You now have the benefit of my lesson learned for your own future reference.


  1. I'm thinking you need to get surgical gloves; they seem to be able to get the gloves on after they scrub (but then don't they have nurses that assist them?) seems to me that you need a maid/kitchen helper to assist you :)

    didn't realize Rain Forest had a barbecue sauce; will have to look for it; sounds delicious


  2. I wish I had thought to use gloves. I just sucked it up and learned to deal with it. Now that I've been doing it for years it doesn't bother me as much, but I still have Hubby deal with all raw meat if possible...

  3. Betty-Rain Forest Cafe sells their BBQ sauce and rib rub in their gift shop. We have one in Atlantic City so we go there a few times a year so I can get my Brave New World pizza fix (it's always pizza with me) and more sauce. I wish they sold the sauce in other stores.
    Praying Mom-See the strange thing is I have no issues touching raw beef or pork with my bare hands. (I guess it's because it doesn't have that snot texture.) Mammal meat doesn't bother me one bit unless I see a big artery or something in the meat. Seafood is a banned substance in my house so I never have to worry about touching that. (Why no seafood? I hate the smell and hold the belief that if God wanted me to eat seafood He would have made me a sea creature. Having me grow up on an island was not enough to convince me to eat seafood.)


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