Normally, I would title this post, “In Preparation For Marriage …” but marriage isn’t the reason I’ve been cooking or putting pictures of it up. More so, it would send the wrong message. So back to the swag meat, don’t try to find its recipe online because it doesn’t exist. Swag meat is something I made up one day, nothing serious. Igwe loved it. We didn’t know what to call it, so he named it swag meat. This is my third time making it, and I’m waiting for The Food Network to call me anytime soon.
The chicken: Six pieces of raw, skinless drumsticks. I boiled the chicken with little water. It literally cooked till the water dried because I did not need the broth. I don’t save broth in the freezer either because the flavor of the broth depends on what I need to cook with it.
The carrots: I had a bag of baby carrots sitting in the fridge that refused to finish, and I got tired of crunching like a goat when I was supposed to be sleeping. So voila. I found a way to finish them. I boiled them for a few minutes.
The potatoes: 3 russet potatoes.
The veggies: sweet bell peppers, habanero peppers, onions, and tomatoes
And then, when all was said and done ….
I did not cook the potatoes for too long because I did not want them to get mushy, knowing I was going to mix them with the veggies. I could have left them unmixed, but Igwe would have eaten half the potatoes with all the veggies, and then, I would have been left with plain potatoes and a bottle of spring water.
I really, really like this swag meat thing, but it takes longer to prepare to cook it than it takes to actually cook it, especially for me. I love chopping all the veggies up nice and pretty, and then, staring at them for a few minutes: my pride and joy. I was going to skin only two pieces of chicken instead of all six because Igwe likes the skin (eww), but I thought, what the heck, I’ll skin them all.
Note to Igwe: When you ate the food, you said (and I quote), “This is goooood!” And then your eyes fluttered and rolled to the back of your head. Your facial expression was somewhere between oh-my-days-this-food-is-good and can-I-have-more-please. Therefore, you have lost all rights and priviledges to complain about the missing chicken skin. You didn’t even notice. Your complaint will only be considered if you provide the four pieces you ate — in the form they were before you ate them.
P.S. My friend, Uzo would especially love this post. I’m honored to show her what she could be eating — if only she would just buy me that big, black bag. 😀
P.P.S. I have deliberately left the recipe out as this post isn’t intended to teach anyone how to cook this, but rather to torture the already famished, growling stomachs reading this blog. You’re welcome.
walahi, u don kolo final! Really, that looks really scrumptious.
Yes oh! I don kolo. I agree. Lol. The food even tasted better than it looked. Memories!
I read this to get the recipe!! It looks so good. Not fair, Vera!
I won’t be opposed or upset if the recipe found it’s way to my inbox. 🙂
Lolo,
You’re out of luck oh! I don’t know how recipes just find their way to places these days. Hahaha. If I get around to it, I’ll send it. But you’ll have to remind me. I suck at these things.
Thanks for reading, darling.
I don’t know why you choose to abuse me like this, I really thought you had something for me….
I am coming to you house seriously…
Ps: we did not agree on a bag, stop the 419 and give me my food! Hisssssssssss
Oh. We did not agree on a bag hen? Well, we did not agree on the food either. And I will continue to torture you until I’m carrying my bag in my hands. Lol.
i taught you well V…. i’m super proud of thee
Olodo. You taught who? Warn yourself oh!
OK people, please calm down and read the following slowly: I. Have. The. Recipe.
Only problem is who am I?
Solve the mystery, get the recipe in your inbox.
‘Deola,
Warn yourself oh! I said I want to torture these people and you’re here promising to give them the recipe. Lemme go and pray against you first. Lol.
Simply Evil… torturing me like this while hungry and @ work.
Quaggar, what are friends for now? You know I care about you nah. That’s the only reason I even allowed you to view these pictures. LOL.
Well done o!!! SO after getting my hopes high, considering that I have been collecting recipes to regale my YY with when I get home, I scrolled down for the recipe, only for me to see that u intentionally left it out….Kare, soo gbo? Omo daada! Dont translate for her o, Funmie.
Funmie will definitely translate jare! And yes, I intentionally left it out. Why shall I shy? In short, lemme look at the pictures again and salivate.