This post has a specific purpose, which is to ask advice from my readers who have successfully (or unsuccessfully) nursed babies in the past. If you haven't, you're still welcome to read, but consider yourself warned. I nursed S-Boogie for an entire year before she weaned. I generally felt that things went well, although she did not gain a lot of weight very quickly. With Little Dude we got to about four months or so before I realized that his extreme fussiness was probably related to hunger and we switched to a bottle because I couldn't get the supply back up. There were a lot of things going on in my life at the time, including a major move and his emergency delivery, so I'm not surprised that my body flaked out on me. Since then, however, I've been doing a little research on hypoplastic breasts, which are basically those that don't have enough milk-producing tissue. A big sign of that is the fact that they don't change size during pregnancy (mine don'
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I say this because quite a few years ago, The Earl--my housemate of many years, once rinsed and soaked the chicken that we barbequed. As we were eating dinner I noticed an "extra clean taste". It was then that he'd told me about our meal's pre-cooking bath. The Earl explained that he had left the chicken out to defrost earlier that day. But that he had forgotten about it, so it had ended up sitting out on the counter in the warm, tropical summer for an extra long time. He was worried about salmonella. However, instead of following the direction to soak for 15 minutes, I believe our chicken took a nice leisurely bath of 1/2 an hour.
Actually, I don't think The Earl realized that a recipie for bleaching foods existed. When I asked him why in the world would he think to soak chicken in bleach, his response was simply: bleach cleans the bathroom, it ought to clean the chicken...
Actually, it wasn't all that bad--after a few bites you didn't really notice the hint of chlorox at all. And most importantly, we didn't get sick, or die.
Guys. I guess sometimes there is a reason to their madness.
My kids have welcomed the ban with shouts of joy. Typical.
I've decided to channel my love for spinach salads into something else:
broccoli salad.
With cashews, bacon bits, onions, dates, apples -- YUM.
Oh that sounds good....
Skye--does it taste chloriney?