The nice waitress at Canton Cooks really, really, really tried to dissuade us from ordering this Chinese curried chicken special. “It has bones,” she intoned gravely.
“We’re fine with bones,” we said.
“You’re sure. It’s Chinese style.” The warning in her voice was so somber she might as well have uttered, “It causes permanent erectile dysfunction.”
No problem, we persisted. Nevertheless, the waitress came out of the kitchen a few minutes later and let us know we could get a boneless version of the dish, if we preferred.
No. Thank you.
Indeed, we knew what we were getting into, since there was also a warning printed on the menu. Little, mystery chicken chunks clinging to chunks of bone. We were down with that.
The dish was wonderful. The chicken chunks had been fried then braised with hunks of eggplant and tofu in a coconut-rich curry sauce that tasted almost Vietnamese. Each bony nugget offered bits of beautifully rendered skin and tender meat. I love eating food like this.
We also enjoyed salt-and-pepper calamari with their all-important fried jalapeno rings and a wonderful plate of sauteed pea shoots with garlic.
All in all, a fine meal.
But is it true? Do most Americans really hate eating bony chunks of chicken?
Would you go bone-in or boneless?