The wife was away this weekend. She hates the smell of frying, so the plan was to pick up 2 tiny chickens and fry them up. I love cold-left over fried chicken and can eat off of a batch through the up coming week.
unfortunately, all they had was large roasting chickens. Great price on them! I got a 12 pounder for only $9. OK, so change of plan.. I made my mother's stuffing, mashed some taters, and slice up some of the carrots that I harvested from the garden just last week.
You know, there are smells that will always remind you of things past. The smell of a roasting chicken always reminds me of home. I cooked it to 160 degrees and had a HUGE amount of glace (that tasty brown stuff at the bottom of the pan) that I turned into incredible mushroom gravy.
So, it will be left over chicken dinner, chicken sandwiches, and (yet to be made) chicken soup.
Here is a pick of the bird (just out of the oven) and my plate. A nice Montepulciano to wash it down.
I know.. Red wine with chicken?? Hey, it is what I like..