I was hanging out with a friend yesterday, and got this crazy idea to go to the market and buy a chicken for dinner tonight. Luckily, he likes to cook and even though it was my idea, he arrived with a concept and a list, which rocked.
I got a few things that weren’t on the list:
No, not the whole head, but a piece of this guy (or one like him) for my little beast, who is currently giving the kitchen floor a good old meat swabbing with it and could not be more excited.
And while we were there, we also got this awesome bag (I have a soft spot for poorly represented advertising icons…)
So then we did the chicken dance a little bit…
Then the neck was cut off (at my insistence) and into the oven that bad boy went. I’m thinking he’s going to be pretty f’ing delicious.