(to the tune of the Brady Bunch theme song)
this is the story, of a cook named Lindsey
who was bringing home a very heavy bird
it was free-range, it’s from the market
though it’s pasta this vegetarian preferred…
and this one day she roasted chicken for her husband,
and another guest, a very special man,
who gave her to her parents as a baby,
it was all part of life’s bigger plan…
The Tweety Bunch! Enough for lunch! Though she undercooked the breasts a little bit!
Thanks for singing along.
Saturday morning was my favorite little trip:
Besides some pears, squash, broccoli, mozzarella and arugula, I picked up Tweety McCluck: a 4lb. fresh, free-range chicken from Farmer Tim. Any thighs or breast pieces? Nope, he only had whole chickens to sell. Farmer Tim went on about how delicious his chickens are because of their feed and exercise before I politely informed him I had no intention of personally eating the chicken.
What does one clueless vegetarian do with a whole chicken??
I found a recipe for eaaaaasy no-work flavorful roast chicken and have a stunning pasta dish to share with you. Plus, more on the story of our dinner guest. All on the next installment of Tweety McCluck!