- February 7th, 2013
Romance is in the air, I can feel it in my bones. My chocolate-covered chicken bones. It all started last week when I had houseguests on the way and nary a homemade confection to nestle upon their pillows during turndown service. One half of the visiting couple is particularly stringent about his food being unprocessed, thus something from (chicken) scratch was in order.
I thought about chocolate-covered strawberries, but after a day of travel, when I hit the pillow, I’m looking for a little more excitement. I opened the refrigerator to gain inspiration, and the package of chicken feet I had slated for stock sat front and center. I contemplated the diaphanous digits, and suddenly one of them curled inward, beckoning me to come hither.
As any logician would do at that moment, I came up with what you see here: chocolate-covered chipotle chicken feet. This classic dish walks the line of tradition and modernism with the sure feet of a ballerina. Or it would if it was alive. My timing couldn’t be better, since this is a natural play-it-safe choice for Valentine’s Day dessert. Imagine gazing deeply into your lover’s eyes, while both of you suck hungrily on sinew, gristle, and chocolate. There is no greater aphrodisiac.
These chicken feet double as nipple pasties, lest you be inclined to greet your sweetheart with a tantalizing tongueful of edible lingerie. And if you’re planning to pop the question anytime soon, know that popping champagne is so last year compared to popping chocolate-drenched knuckles into your mouths to celebrate.