Joe is out of town, so Mandy is cooking dinner and stuff

Joe is gone for the weekend, leaving me to fend for myself in the kitchen.  This is actually a good thing in terms of my sense of adventure in the kitchen, because I prefer to be unsupervised while cooking.  I can be particularly self-conscious while cooking things like chicken, because I can't stand touching chicken. The only way I'll touch it is if I'm wearing gloves, which now that I think about it, is pretty weird, because I don't wear gloves to ride the NY subway, and that's probably a lot dirtier than any chicken I might touch. Anyway, I don't think I've actually cooked chicken myself since living with Joe.  Until tonight.  I was feeling particularly carnivorous on my way home from a long day studying at the library, so I stopped and got some chicken.  I got home, and got out the rubber gloves, and got to it.  

Actually, before putting on my chicken gloves, I got out all of the ingredients I would need to make buffalo chicken nachos. Then I put on my chicken gloves, and used Joe's ginormous knife (which coincidentally, I also don't like to use while being supervised. Turns out, it's pretty fun to use though) to cut the chicken into small pieces. I threw them in a small frying pan with just a tiny bit of olive oil, and cooked it until it looked done. Then I threw in a bunch of buffalo sauce, and let it simmer while I grated some cheese. I threw the cheese and chicken on some chips, threw it all in the oven for about 5 minutes, and voila!


Photos may not look super appetizing since I used the camera in my MacBook. But trust me, they were buffalicious!