Chick Chow: Roasted Falcon, Gamey But Good For The Soul

Ever go to a fancy-schmancy restaurant but vacillate on what to order? Seems like Sean Payton had the same dilemma recently, but in the end settled on the perfect meal, Roasted Falcon. It's a tender dish, but if the bird is not plucked, boiled, and cooked properly, it can lend a gamey taste. I recently read how our darling boys, Curtis Lofton and Junior Galette, adore plucking them Falcon meat so fear not, the Saints' defense will be ready come Sunday. My prediction for Sunday's game? Saints 34, Falcons 17. Today, I offer you my homemade re-creation of Roasted Falcon, using turkey, but you can also substitute it with duck or chicken as well. Who's going to know the difference--falcons, … [Read more...]

No Bags, No Dancing, No Service: The 2013 NFL

In an attempt to take away some game day fun, the NFL instituted some new policies. First off, ladies, you can no longer bring your bags to the games. Instead, the NFL offers this snappy clear tote to hold all your lady-parts accoutrements. Hmmm...stylish and sassy! In addition, the NFL stated, "We are limiting only the type of bags carried into the stadium, not items that you normally bring to a game. Therefore, you can carry in your pockets or jacket keys, makeup, feminine products, comb, phone, wallet, credit cards, etc., if you choose not to put them in a clear bag or clutch. And you can carry a blanket over your arms, and binoculars and/or camera around your neck or in your hands … [Read more...]

Football On Your Phone While You Butter Your Scone

While catching up on my weekly stories, otherwise known as Princesses Long Island, I came across this latest creative output from the Manning brothers. Check out their new commercial for DirecTV. And, don't overlook the cameo appearance from the wonder kids' dad, Archie. Well...it could be worse. A Manning in your pocket is much better than a Falcon at your side. … [Read more...]

Chick Chow: Fried Falcon Eggs

So, it seems that our “friendly” rivals in Atlanta decided to egg the Saints’ team bus after the boys landed in that feral, rabies-infested, festering hole that they call ATL. Egging, really? That’s so 12-years old and hardly creative. Back in the day growing up in the enchanting Covington, Louisiana, kids knew how to vandalize and do it well. In their pre-teen years, they would  roll and egging houses (see, Atlanta, pre-teen years). Then, as time would pass, kids grew more sophisticated and moved onto forking houses on the night of the first frost (it’s harder to get the forks out). The piece de resistance was a bit more refined and my personal favorite, the shrimping of cars. A silent but … [Read more...]

Chick Chow: Falcon Pot Pie (Michael) Turner-overs

I hate the Falcons. Hate. Them. I hate them more than I hate Tony Hayward of BP “Let’s Spread Our Oil on Louisiana” fame. I hate them more than New Orleans’ former “Recovery Zsar” Ed Blakely. I hate them more than than I hate Michael “Heckuva Job Brownie” Brown. And, I'm still debating whether or not I hate them as much as I hate Roger Goodell. I just googled the word “hate” because I find myself at a loss to describe how I detest those nasty, stinking pigeons from that other Southern city and wanted to see how other sites define hate. And, you know what the third hit was?  A Saints fan hating those foul Falcons. Third hit--even before the Southern Poverty Law Center’s description of … [Read more...]