I cooked my first quail tonite. Totally yummy. Braised and then cooked in a sauce for a half hour or so. I though it was moist and tender, very flavorful. Okay. Hubby was just comparing it to *MOMS* and of course mine didn't measure up. She did it differently (sorry Mom... but you created this monster) and according to him mine was *chewy*.
Just venting as I know I don't do anything as well as his mom. Never have and never will. We've been married 31 years and it Isn't going to change. She is gone. She was a good cook, but his memories are of two times, eons ago, when she fixed wild quail. I'm just tired of trying to compete with memories.
Sorry for the rant. I sometimes wonder why I work so hard trying to live up to something I will never live up to.
Just venting as I know I don't do anything as well as his mom. Never have and never will. We've been married 31 years and it Isn't going to change. She is gone. She was a good cook, but his memories are of two times, eons ago, when she fixed wild quail. I'm just tired of trying to compete with memories.
Sorry for the rant. I sometimes wonder why I work so hard trying to live up to something I will never live up to.