This is one dish you won't hear this girl saying, "Man, That Stuff is Good!" Andy is another story. About twice a year he has to cook a big pot for himself and assorted friends. Before I start...let me just say I don't mean to offend anyone by placing this dish under the Redneck Food category. I personally know several fine Southern women who love to eat chittlins'. My husband did not marry one of them. He chose me probably because he knows this is one dish that he can eat to his heart's content and knows I'll leave them alone and that means more for him. For at least a month, all I've heard about is how he has "gotta fix a pot of chittlins'." What better way to spend New Year's Eve than fixing up a pot of chitterlings? I was busy in the kitchen whipping up homemade chicken noodle soup for the women.
By the way, we received an invitation to Chitterling Night at the Hickory House Restaurant on January 4. A school-mate of mine's son is heading up the cooking and they say he does a fine job of preparing them. So, if you're in Pulaski, be sure to stop in between 5PM to 9PM.
For the uninformed, chitterlings are pig intestines, plain and simple. When Andy moved to my place in town, we converted my old office/former teenager hangout into an adult playhouse/kitchen/entertaining area. I had chittlin' cooking in mind when we did it. Before the kitchen was done, he'd cook them outside on a burner for hours. There is no way these will be cooked in the house. Enough said. Here's how Andy fixes them.
Serve with hot sauce, hoe cakes and cole slaw.
Fix up a mess of chicken fingers or a pot of homemade chicken noodle soup for everyone else. :-)