My friend gave me a new recipe for a roast chicken, and I thought I'd try it today. You need a can of beer, half-emptied to stand the chicken up. It's supposed to keep it moist. Now I'm a good roaster of chicken, but you know, we all like variation. (I hope, haven't had it yet.)
Anyway, I'm with my son, he's buying a game card, and this man in line asks him if he's going to do track in high school and tells him about the coach (my son is wearing his track shirt.) No one says anything about the giant can o' beer on my person, but I can't stand it, I have to tell them, I'm not going home to drink. I'm making a chicken.
They just laughed. I think they believed me. I don't really look like the beer guzzling sort, but something tells me, this may be my last drunk chicken.
Being a mother has really destroyed my social skills. This morning as I flipped pancakes with my Darth Vader spatula, my son said, "The force is strong with that pancake." When I asked him to do the dishes, he said, "One does not simply do the dishes." And I got it. So I'm holding them accountable for why I must explain myself as I buy a brew for a chicken. I used to be normal. Really.
A can of lemonade will give you the same results.
Posted by: Maggie | July 16, 2012 at 05:55 PM
Duly noted. It will probably taste better too.
Posted by: Kristin Billerbeck | July 16, 2012 at 05:58 PM
You know I did have one of those San Pellegrinos limonatas. I should have used that!
Posted by: Kristin Billerbeck | July 16, 2012 at 06:00 PM
I've heard it's good. I've never had it though, im allergic to chicken
Im watching the Bachelorette. It makes me want to stay single forever! These guys :p
Posted by: Tonya | July 16, 2012 at 06:39 PM
Fun. It's almost on here.
Posted by: Kristin Billerbeck | July 16, 2012 at 07:32 PM
Now THAT would have a beautiful taste!
Posted by: NickinooOz | July 17, 2012 at 12:03 AM
Perhaps the next time the conversation goes that direction the line "Join me young Skywalker, it is your destiny.", followed by an evil laugh might help LOL.
LOL that is hilarious. It is most likely a cultural thing. Up here we practically have a bar on every corner and everyone and their sister drinks beer. So walking out of the store with a 24 pack means you are drinking at home, walking around with one can means you are cooking with it.
Posted by: Tony | July 17, 2012 at 05:14 AM
We've done it on the BBQ - stuck the chicken on the beer can (and put a rub on the chicken) - best I've ever tasted.
Posted by: KP | July 17, 2012 at 05:47 AM
No one walks around with one can in Oz without there being a carton somewhere following!
Posted by: NickiNooOz | July 17, 2012 at 07:40 AM
Bahhaaha, good to know. The chicken was good, and it didn't taste like beer at all. I actually thought it was better than my typical roast chicken, so there you have it.
Posted by: Kristin Billerbeck | July 17, 2012 at 09:03 AM
LOL so true.
Posted by: Tony | July 17, 2012 at 10:24 AM