Next door's cat, Mr Harris, came in to check that all was well with the chicken and found it perfectly OK as he sniffed the air like a cat version of the Bisto kids. He also found it perfectly (and a bit alarmingly) OK to bite my fingers as I stroked his sweet little head affectionately. I think it was the strong smell of the thyme. He's never bit me before. Interestingly, I gave him a bit of the the cooked chicken when it had come out of the oven and had cooled down enough to be comfortable for a little cat's mouth to eat. He had a bit but didn't seem that fussed. He either wasn't hungry or the lemon and thyme flavours put him off.
Anyway, I enjoyed it and there is plenty left for another day or another dish to enjoy.
4 comments:
Yummy - I do my chicken the same way too. Sometimes I cut out the backbone & lay the chicken flat in a baking tray (sort of spatchcocked - is that the right word?), & put veggies underneath, where they cook in any juices & fat which comes off the meat. And it has the added bonus of only using one cooking implement - one thing I hate about doing a roast dinner is having endless pots & pans to deal with afterwards.
You always seem to take care with the dishes you cook. It looked like it made a very cold day more bearable for you.
Karen: Yes spatchcocked is the term and putting the veggies underneath the joint is a tried and trusted method of cooking. I sometimes wish i had a dish washer, alas it is 'me' that is the dish washer not a machine. I have started washing up as i go along to save the headache of the mound of washing up.
Gailsman: I do my best to be caring about what I cook and eat. It just seems to make the experience more enjoyable.
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