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Rihanna wearing KFC red lipstick and Chris Brown in his trademark KFC red hat were once again spotted in KFC buying some chicken. In other bird news Ciara was spotted at Six Flags posing with a giant turkey leg. What does this mean? Well Poultry is an aphrodisiac. Here is a great recipe to bring out the freak in your food… I mean lover.

1. Chicken with saffron
Ingredients:
The ingredients of this Arabian recipe are among the most common: 3 chicken chests, two glasses tomato juice, two finely sliced onions, a spoon of saffron, o spoon of butter, about 100 g grinded cheese, salt, pepper, juniper according to taste, hot water.

Cooking:
Cut in medium portions, the chicken pieces are roasted in butter waiting for them to redden. We leave the pan on the fire and we add the onion over the chicken pieces. We keep mixing. When the onion is roasted, we add the tomato sauce, water, salt, saffron and the other spices. We boil it at medium temperature. When the chicken is boiled, we add the grinded cheese and we leave it ten more minutes on the fire. We decorate with green salad. The chicken with saffron is served while hot.

There is an old adage which states that a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Well I believe that a lot of females have forgotten that saying. But whose fault is it? The Mother’s for not teaching her daughter how to cook? The Daughter for not learning how to cook? or the Dad’s for walking out on the mother, leaving the mother to work all day and not find time for her child?

Regardless of whose fault it is, I’m a bit perturb at the idea that 75% of females I’ve been with can’t or couldn’t cook. There was the one who could only boil chicken, the one who burned a hamburger and another who knew how to order the best of everything that delivered. I can ORDER CHINESE BY MY DAMN SELF!!

Learn to cook watch Rachel “I’m not a Muslim” Ray, scream BAM from the kitchen every now and then when you through some seasoning in a pot of stew. I want to smell the aroma of basil and 35 herbs and spices resonating from the kitchen area every once in a while. I get tired of the scent of MSG coming from a brown paper bag with a white plastic bag with a smile on the front. I have at least 400 liltte pieces of cardboard in my cabinet drawer from take out. A million menus and way too many packets of soy sauce in my BRROOWWNN PAaapperr BAaagggg!! I feel like DJ. Khalid or something.

Besides I don’t want to have to look Mr. Chan in the eye while he fumbles for my change in his pockets with hopes that I tell him to keep the change. Because I’m not going to tell him to keep the change b/c I’m going to have to see him again in a few days because my girl can’t cook!! SMCH!!!