We made breadcrumbs using the heel of yesterdays loaf, some chives, salt and olive oil, and Ivy gleefully pressed the buttons on the food processor. I'm teaching her to answer my every question in the kitchen with 'YES CHEF!'
Hammering with a steel mallet was the good part.
Trying to keep Teddy out of the raw egg and breadcrumb mix was less successful. (It's true I could have put down the camera and supervised more closely but since I was essentially using raw chicken as a craft material I think we can accept my poor mothering in this instance and move on.)
Finished product! And most importantly, all eaten, which doesn't always happen with Ivy. Ted will eat anything, as long as you answer his pleas for 'me more soss! me more soss!'
Happy long weekend, everybody. Hope it's full of fun with raw chicken.