Chicken Stock Fail

If anyone remembers me posting about making chicken stock with chicken feet, it was a major fail for us. My thoughts are that one needs to grow up eating stock made with chicken feet to feel it's a necessary ingredient in stock. Otherwise, it's a subtle flavor that makes the stock taste "just not right."

I pulled the big pieces of chicken out, and the rest of the stock and all the little chicken feet now reside at the foot of a tree in the back yard.  Thank TBTB that I don't have to cut the toes off chicken feet! If I continually fail the gel standard on chicken stock, it's a fail I'll accept. I've achieved it a couple of times. Without a gas stove or an electric one that works very well, or keeping an incredible eye on the pot, it's a bit difficult.

What went on today

Lessee - it snowed again today. Beautiful. About 1.5 inches for a total of 4.5-5 inches. After noon, I decided it was time to go the grocery store, either we really roughed it out if it continued, or peace reigned if I went to the store. I slipped and slid at 20 mph to the store.  Thank TBTB for small towns and grocery stores a quarter of a mile away. An hour after I got home, I think the plow came by on the road. And also it quit snowing.

I had to put off the hissy fit if no ice cream bars were in the house for Joe. They have to be doled out by 2 a day to prevent accidents of the really smelly kind.  We hide them in the freezer in the fridge in the basement and reload the upstairs freezer every day. But Joe, not being of sound mind, although not totally stoopid on things of import to him at the moment, realizes there's no box of ice cream bars in the refrigerator. Every now and then his demands to go to the store have to be actually answered to preserve the illusion.