Not So Mundane Saturday

Okay, we are already veering off track.....and it's only the second blog! But, when gathering with friends call (and cooking is involved) there is no stopping us. So, we decided to roast a chicken tonight. We have to admit, we are already getting overconfident and ahead of ourselves, but how hard could it be to roast a chicken? I mean, if Ina Garten can make it look easy on t.v......so can we (in the privacy of our own home). So, we cut the onions and threw the baby carrots in. Chopped the leaks and cubed the potatoes. Buttered the chicken, liberally, and put yummy herbs in it's (rear). Can you say "yummo"? Stuck the bird in the oven, to roast for an 1.5.

While waiting, we enjoyed wine and Super Mario (on the Wii system). How could Saturday night get any better? As we were enjoying our wine, and company of course, the house began to smell unbelievable. When it was time to pull the bird out of the oven, we all gathered around. As if we were right back to the first "thanksgiving". I could just imagine the proud "cooks" standing around the dutch oven (a pit in the ground) lifting the bird out. Okay, enough. So, we pulled the roasting pan from the oven and couldn't believe our eyes. It was beautiful. The skin was golden brown, and the juices were streaming out (clear of course). We let it "rest" for a few minutes...because of course that's what the "professionals" do. After "resting" we placed it on a huge red platter, with vegetables surrounding it. Placed it carefully in the middle of the table and again, sat around it in awe. Carving utensils out, we started to "carve" it. What happened next was unthinkable. It was like carving through sandstone with a toothpick. We couldn't believe it. What could have went wrong? It couldn't be overcooked, as we followed Ina's recipe to the "t"! Seriously, what the heck! We kept trying and trying and trying. The amazement and shock moved to pure frustration (as we were starving!). Then, out of nowhere, one of us decided (for whatever reason) to turn the bird over. We had cooked the damn thing upside down. We laughed so hard, our hunger didn't even matter anymore.

What a fun and memorable night. This is truly what "Not So Mundane Monday's (or Saturday's)" is all about. To be continued......