The Baron was my flat-mate at 60, Corbin House, Bow and is perhaps best known for his naked sleepwalk, down into the courtyard of the 1930’s tenement and out on to the Mile End road. But did you know he was something of a chef? Capable of subtle and sophisicated dishes, such as this one: The Baron’s Chicken Surprise.
It was nineteen eighty something or other and like the rest of us The Baron was fond of a few scoops. So much so that he would often go out with friends straight after work with the result that he frequently came home early, starving hungry.
It was an occasion such as this that he perfected his ‘Chicken Surprise’
- Half a chicken
- Salt and Pepper to taste
- Put on baking tray in a cold oven and forget about it for 4 days.
I know nothing of this. Fast forward four days, The Baron asks in passing if I have seen a half a chicken.
‘That’s funny’ he says ‘I could have sworn I bought half a chicken from Tesco’s.
It is sometime later when something draws me to the oven. I open the door to find the dessicated remains of what seems like a bit of Mile End roadkill.
‘I think I’ve found your chicken’ I tell him.
The Baron swears he has no memory of this. Piecing the story together, it seems that The Baron is a little tired and emotional as well as hungry on the night in question. He puts the chicken in the oven, but neglects to turn the oven on. After watching TV for about 20 minutes, he announces he’s off to bed.
Imagine if he had managed to turn the oven on and then forgotten about it?
That’s The Baron for you. Mad, Bad and Dangerous to know
© Andy Daly 2016