Whenever I see a roast chicken I think to myself "hey, I should buy one of these every Sunday, and pick on it all week!" But then I never do.
Is it "roast" chicken or "roasted" chicken?
Life. It's piling up, isn't it?
UPDATE: hmm. I guess I've already said this HERE. With at least a scrumptuous fucking recipe for you people.
Sigh. Maybe I really have already said everything there is to say.
Life. It's piling up, isn't it?
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