friday night chicken

Leave work, fight traffic, stop in fabric store, then grocery store, pick up prescriptions, check mail, get home, walk dog, take chicken out of fridge, dump out brine, rinse chicken, pat dry, stuff with lemon, onion, garlic, and thyme, rub with butter, sprinkle with lemon pepper shove in roasting bag, wash potatoes, partly peel, shove in roasting bag.  Put whole thing in pan and put in oven.

Wait a half hour.  Wash asparagus, cut bottoms, arrange in baking dish, drizzle olive oil, salt, pepper.  Put in oven.

REEEEELAAAAAAAXXXX….

Kev gets home.  Is it done?  Is it done now?   Maybe it’s done now?

NOT DONE YET!

Kev: did you make iced tea?

Me: no.

Kev: well why not?

Me: because I made CHICKEN!!!!!!!!

Kev is making iced tea.  Chicken is not yet done.

2 Responses to “friday night chicken”


  1. 1 Janice in GA

    And later in the evening: smelly asparagus pee!

    (We love asparagus.)

  2. 2 Julie

    Thinking about Cornish Hen part 2 here this afternoon.

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