So I gave in to the urgings of my girlfriends and made "Engagement Chicken" for dinner. For anyone who doesn't know what this is, its a recipe that appears in Glamor Magazine every so often, which consists of a roasted chicken that you shove a couple lemons up its rear. So why is it called "Engagement Chicken"? The dish is supposed to have magical properties! Make this for your boyfriend, and within two months he will be your fiancee. There have been over 22 reported successes with this dish, including the girlfriend of the proclaimed bachelor Howard Stern. Figured why not give it a whirl, if nothing else I could successfully roast my first chicken!
So you take a roughly 3 pound bird. Wash it out in and out, drown it in lemon juice (inside and out), salt and pepper, then shove 2 medium lemons up its butt. Roast in a 350 deg oven BREAST DOWN for 15 min, then FLIP IT OVER! and roast for 35 more min. I know what your thinking; you think I dropped it on the floor when I flipped it over...WRONG! That is not the disaster of this story!
First issue: I don't need to rely on timing, I have a thermometer timer that Boyfriend bought me. Just select the meat, insert the probe, and wait for it to beep when the meat is at the safe temperature. Well...as I put the chicken in the oven - with probe inserted - the timer part of the piece falls off the counter, hits the floor, and dies! The thing won't turn back on. Ok, guess I'll do it the old fashioned way and just time it.
Second Issue: Ok, 35 minutes breast up, should be done. Slice by the thigh, blood gushing out. NOT DONE...ok put back in.
...Ten Minutes later...
Use non digital stick in thermometer....150 ok still not done
....Ten Minutes later...."Honey, is dinner done yet??" grrrr...Cut the breast...still pink...throw it back in....five minutes later....pull it out, carve it up...well SOME of it is edible... Half the breast is cooked, half isn't, one thigh is done, one isn't. Throw carcass back in oven and serve what I can. We eat what we can off of that dish and nuke the rest when Boyfriend wants seconds.
Third Issue: When I went to get the wish bone...it was already broken.
I'm taking this as a sign...I have no luck or wishes to come true...and I'm not going to get engaged any time soon....which was confirmed at valentines dinner when Boyfriend said he didn't see us getting married until at least 2013
Maybe he's trying to keep me on my toes again? Seriously doubt it though!
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