Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Asparagus and Chicken Salad

I often dream about food. Do you?

Last night, I dreamed someone had given me some deer meat, which needed additional butchering. As I was prissily cutting on this meat, with a small and pointy knife, I was thinking about how I should cook it. I was thinking of people soaking it in vinegar water to help alleviate the gamey taste, so I prepared a marinade, which included apple cider vinegar.

I decided I would put the meat in the oven and roast it. Later, when I took it out of the oven, it looked like a perfectly browned, succulent, roasted chicken! As I brought it out of the oven, I felt such pride in my butchering skills. I'd heard the expression, "tastes like chicken", but never "looks like chicken".

In reality, I have no butchering skills, nor do I want to acquire them. I prefer leaving that task to the experts. Also, I only ate venison one time, which was many years ago, and I don't care to repeat the experience.

All in all, I thought the dream was very funny and I laughed as I recalled it this morning.

Asparagus and Chicken Salad
1 rotisserie chicken, torn into bite-size pieces
1 bunch asparagus, cut into 1 inch pieces, and lightly steamed
1 medium red onion, diced
4 oz. Monterey Jack cheese, diced
1/2 cup mayo
2 Tbsp. apple cider vinegar
2 tsp. honey
1 -2 cloves garlic, finely minced
freshly ground black pepper, to taste

For the dressing, whisk together the mayo, vinegar, and honey. Stir in garlic. Cover and refrigerate for at least 1 hour, longer if possible, for best flavor. Combine all other ingredients in a large bowl, pour dressing over, toss to lightly coat the salad. Add pepper to taste.


  1. now that is funny


  2. Heh, nice. I don't often dream of food and when I do it's usually because I ate something horrid.

    The salad sounds great, I love asparagus but never thought to use it in one.

  3. Oh man, rotisserie chicken makes the best salads. I used to buy them just for that. You get a nice smokey flavor, concentrated chicken-ness too.