Life with 'song

[shadesong]

I need three pounds of chicken parts for tonight's crockpot dinner.

Dilemma: Chicken parts are in downstairs freezer, and kitchen scale is upstairs. (Yes, we have two full kitchens.)
Dilemma: I have no idea what three pounds feels like.

Option 1: Bring kitchen scale downstairs, weigh chicken, bring chicken and scale upstairs, profit.
Problem: I only have two hands. And my pockets are not big enough for chicken or scales.

Option 2: Estimate three pounds.
Problem: If I am wrong in my estimate, this means another trip up and down the stairs.

Note: Due to yesterday's big weather pressure changes, I was in a lot of pain yesterday afternoon and barely mobile in the evening; I'm better now than I was then, but am still very ouch, so trips up and down the stairs must be rationed. Spoons, y'all. Each trip takes at least one.

Option 3: Bring kitchen scale and two plastic shopping bags downstairs. Weigh chicken. Put chicken in one bag, scale in the other, bring 'em all upstairs.
Workable, but seems overly complex.

Option 4: E-mail Adam and Judah bitching about inaccessible chicken and threatening mutiny, showings of Grease 2, and cupcakes for dinner.
Problem: Does not actually solve chicken dilemma.

Option 5: Just bring up all the damn chicken.
Option 5.1: Put kitchen scale for downstairs kitchen on wishlist.

*decisive nod*

...this stuff is less complicated for other people, I am certain of it.

(Unrelated PS: Victoria is eating just fine and is making the horky sound less. Will still try to get some olive oil into her. When other people are home and can help/film it for YouTube.)

Comments

[feste-sylvain.livejournal.com]

A pint's a pound.

A half-gallon is four pounds.

A half-gallon minus a pint is three pounds.

If there are any half-gallon and pint containers downstairs, you can fill the half-gallon, pour off a pint, and then compare chicken against remainder.

Option 5.1 is a good idea, but probably won't happen before dinner tonite.

[shadesong.livejournal.com]

Just to be clear, you're suggesting that I add even more complexity to the problem at hand.

..that is classically my style.

Option 5.1 is a good idea, but probably won't happen before dinner tonite.

But with the miracle of Amazon.com Prime shipping, it could be here by dinner Friday.

(Not necessary, though, and I cannot afford to splurge.)

[ron_newman]

A pint's a pound ... of water. Is the density of chicken the same as water?

[feste-sylvain.livejournal.com]

No, this was to address Dilemma #2, that she didn't know what three pounds feels like. She could create a three-pound weight out of things (common containers, water) that are already in the basement kitchen, beside the chicken. It would be an estimate ("this amount of chicken feels right"), but it would only entail one trip to the basement.

[intelligentrix.livejournal.com]

Or you could take the scale downstairs and leave it there after weighing the chicken. Note: this option only works if you don't need the scale until someone else can bring it upstairs.

[philrancid.livejournal.com]

I salute your solution to the struggle, but Option 4, with its elements of threatened mutiny and cupcakes, sounds pretty cool.

[wednesday]

When I saw this on Twitter, I thought it might have been a texture thing or a sensitivity. (I have some fascinating issues with certain methods of chicken prep.) But, ah, yeah, 95% of reason this problem is not at play here is because our apartment has only one floor.

Pressure: what is wrong with you? Why do you hate?

[mycroftca.livejournal.com]

Give me a break. 3.

OTOH, if you're enjoying complexity, there's always Option 6: Build dumbwaiter. Lower scale. Measure chicken. Raise scale and chicken. Cook to taste.

[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

You could also threaten performances of Grease 2. Showings, they could walk away from. Performances could follow them from room to room.

[sqwook.livejournal.com]

"Performances could follow them from room to room." heeheehee!

[lawbabeak.livejournal.com]

Ain't no shame in putting things in bags. When you're a gimp and you live alone, you have to get creative. Then again, there's no one around to make fun of the weird stuff I do.

[pbristow.livejournal.com]

Option 4! OPTION *FOOOOUUUUUAAAAAARRRRR!!!!!!!* =8o>

[HICCUP]

Or you could be sensible. Whatever that means.

[MEEK SHUFFLE]

[p-m-cryan.livejournal.com]

...this stuff is less complicated for other people, I am certain of it...

Bot as uncommon as one would think.

This scenario [inaccessible chicken combined with amazing disappearing flatbread] is exactly why it took me a week to deliver on my promise of homemade gyro to my household. Although in my case, chicken was in the attic, not the basement. [Two full kitchens here too.]

I usually go with something like option 3, while kvetching about option 5.1.