If some of ya'll don't know. I just moved down to Atlanta to continue school for advertising. Right now I'm living by myself in a condo that I bought with my parents. Its nice. Two floors, carpeted, 2.5 baths, my own little carport. I'm living in comfort (I just need to step my furniture game up).
Everything is going great but you have to wonder, "Greg, you're miles away from your home, your family, especially your mother. How are you doing living by yourself?"
I learned to cook with grease.
If any of you all knew me, you knew I couldn't cook to save my life. Not true. I make the best ramen noodles, my eggs are pretty good, and I always bring the juice (literally to every party). But my friends I have learned the power of grease especially used grease. You know that grease the was used to fry some chicken in that you use again to fry anything else so you get that little bit of chicken taste (next time you think, hmm tastes like chicken, think about it).
Grease is my new friend people and with it I've learned to cook delicious meals that one day a special lady will appreciate. But until then call me Chef Boyeau G.
So explains the title of this blogger. I will like to look back on this time period one day and think cooking with grease changed my life.
1 comment:
Great thinking. Just make sure you don't reuse fish grease...it doesn't work the same, ever! Not even when frying fish with used fish grease. Also, try straining the grease, that way you'll be able to get rid of all the unwatned particles from last week's meal for tonight's feast.
Black Americans have been doing this for years...glad to see Haitians can still learn a thing or 2!
AT
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