Cooking is Messy, but also good for your skin.

Or could have titled this: I am 9 years old.

My Afghanistan born friend KBL, wrote about an amazing dish she loves to cook for herself and her belovED.

No, not the recipe that included Testical Gyros.

That one I will skip.

for now.

ok, forever.

This Chicken dish looked really good to me…AND she invited me over for dinner.

How nice is that?

Well, it was a nice gesture, but when I got out my globe, I saw just how far San Diego is.

SNAP.

I was going to have to make this dish myself.

It is chicken based with rice and spice spice baby.

Some of the ingredients and directions were foreign to me.

But hey, if KBL can do it, so can Suz.

*fingers were crossed*

First she told me I had to marinate my breasts in BUTTERMILK, salt, pepper and garlic.

How odd is that?

Quite frankly, this became very messy and frustrating…I could not keep the buttermilk in place, it was slippery..

I had always heard that folks in CA were more adventurous…but I gave it a shot.

That is how I roll.

The buttermilk was all over, drippy, messy.

Then I just got a clean shirt and got over it. Cocoa was looking for some drippings. The pups are always looking for a snacky snack.

Meanwhile, I baked a loaf of buttermilk-wheat bread and threw a salad at the table in a bowl.

Arroz Con Pollo

It was scrumptious.

The bread helped to sop up the drenched chest moist deliciousness that this dinner held.

And a benefit of all this buttermilk?

My décolletage is clear, shiny and youthful.

To get the correct recipe and PICTURES too, go visit KBL.

Tell her Suz sent you…just so you don’t look like a stalker.

ps. You know that is not my picture. right?

My pearls are much smaller.