Cornish Game Hens—Cooking the Other “Bird”

My young daughter loves “bird.” Meaning she happily devours anything that has wings—-chicken, turkey, quail, and yes, even Cornish game hens. Only she thinks all white meat is chicken (including pork). Not wanting to mess with a good thing (she eats every bite of white meat without complaint) I simply refer to dishes with white meat as “bird.” And it’s not as though she hasn’t seen me prepare the recipes. She simply accepts that birds come in different sizes and as long as the cooked meat is not over seasoned, drenched in gravy or (Heaven forbid) touching any other food … Continue reading

House Tips—How To Save A Bird

My parent’s home in Hawaii has a huge picture window in the living room that overlooks the Pacific Ocean. It’s a great asset to the house, but as my dad always says, it’s a pain to clean. And he knows what he is talking about because he’s usually the one stuck with the job of having to clean it after bird, after bird, after bird, slams into it. Growing up, we lost count of how many birds collided into that picture window (and of how many birds my mother nursed back to health as a result). I will say this: … Continue reading