This weekend, my best friend from college had a dinner party and served my roast chicken or “Chicken Pants” recipe from July 23rd. From the sound of her email and the looks of her photos it turned out to be a hit. While I was coaching her through a couple steps on Saturday afternoon we remembered that this wasnt the first time Beth prepared this recipe. Many moons ago while we were in college we roasted a chicken together. The only reason we remembered this was because both of us were too squeamish to remove the chicken giblets and had to rely on my roommate (we rationalized this because she was a bio major). It’s been a long time since the days of fearing chicken parts – maybe we’ve both grown up and conquered the fear – or maybe we’re both just wiser and have learned to buy chickens without the guts.
