Chicken Marsala, the state liqour store and the onset of Dehydration (the chemical process not the illness)

So tonight I had a little dinner party with some of my old roommates. It was so fun to hang out with everyone. Any way so I decided to make chicken marsala. Well it has wine in it. I looked long and hard for a substitute for the wine. I learned a lot about chicken marsala including what makes chicken marsala chicken marsala is the the marsala wine. I toyed with idea of purchasing the wine. I was mostly worried about how my Friends would feel about it. I myself didn't think it would matter, but you never know if others don't mind. After thinking about it and searching another recipe I wanted to explore I decided chicken marsala was the winner.

So the next thing I had to tackle was purchasing the wine. In Utah you can only by liquor at the state liquor store. So I go there and all I see is bottles and bottles of wine. I barely saw anything other than wine. I looked for signs to tell me how things were organized. I found no such signs. I'm sure there is some kind of system, I just didn't get it. So I start to glanch at the names. Well everything was in cursive (why cursive, no one uses cursive unless you went to school when girls had to wear dresses) so I had to read every bottle to figure out what was what. Being so unfamiliar with wine and liqour stores I just asked for help. I then purchased the two wines in the chicken marsala. I can say that they do card (I always wonder if they do).

Because I was concerned about if my friend would be ok with the alcoholic marinade. All I could think about was the chemical process the alcohol needed to go through in order for the dish be void of alcohol. I wasn't just thinking of reactants and products, no that is too simple for BYU chemistry. I was thinking of electrons. Where did the electrons move from and to. I wish I could say that is was this cool animated video in my head but it wasn't. It was me watching my hand write out the mechanism step by step on lined paper in my notebook. Maybe I'll make the dish right before my final because it felt like I was studying while I was cooking.

Luckily the dinner was a success. I even surprised my self. It was good! I was going to just trow away the wine when I was done with it but I think that I'm going to keep it for future chicken marsla dinners. So once again I experienced something new and couldn't help to think of the scientific processes involve in what I was doing.