Tooty the Chef quite enjoys making chicken goujons. He’s not demonstratively adept at them, but they taste quite pleasant, even though they tend to bind together in one huge roasted lump that needs separating with a jackhammer. Well, on this particular day the wonder-cook discovered that he lacked a vital ingredient for chicken goujons: chicken. So he selected a pack of chilled pork instead…
Pork goujons, I guess. Naturally he sliced off the (already trimmed) nasty fatty bits. You know how he feels about them. Almost as bad as a dose of the clap…
So far, so good. Slicing them into chicken goujon-like strips couldn’t have been easier – what with him using only the best pork available. i.e it didn’t come from Asda…
It was upon completion of this most important phase in the procedure that he discovered that he was sans / sin another necessary ingredient.
Does this guy ever plan his meals? No – he wings every one of them, obviously.
This time it was the binding agent for the breadcrumbs. He’d used the last of his eggs on the most recent batch of Tooty’s Tapas Cakes! What to do? Stand back – genius at work…
From the Exotic Foodstuffs cupboard, he selected some cinnamon flavoured honey from…you guessed it…Spain! This went in the pan for a quick melting action…
Then, with the heat off, the pork thingamabobs joined the honey, and were sloshed about until liberally coated…
After that it was a simple task to dig out the remains of his Waitrose breadcrumbs, and mix up a bunch of spices…
…blending them together with a deft flick of an experienced wrist…
…before tipping the last of the freezer’s oven chips on to a roasting tray and coating them with some Patatas Bravas mix…
Once the chips were ready to enter the oven, Tooty coated the pork with the breadcrumbs by simply mixing them together…
…then spreading them on a roasting tray and shoving them in the oven with the chips, which went on the slightly cooler (less volcanic) upper shelf. This, nearly a half hour later, resulted in much the same manner as his chicken goujons…
…a dry lump of unrecognisable yumminess. But that was no problem for Tooty the Chef: he simply added some moisture – in the shape of a tin of baked beans. Isn’t that what all great chefs do?