OMG, my trip to Target was a clusterfuck. I missed my stop on the way there, and the bus never runs so I waited forever on my way home. I went to go to BK on the way in, and some system was down, so there were a shitload of irate people waiting, so I left and went into Target only to find no cafe! Only a Starbucks! So no popcorn for me. So I bought some $2 almonds at Starbucks. The layout of the place was bizarre, but I did get my return done.

So then by the time I got home, I was starving so I went to Chipotle because it was closest, even though it's not my favorite, and got a baby-sized burrito, because fuck you calories, and now I feel disgusting.

Argh. I think an apple-pear crisp later will help.

I got home from a redeye at 8:30AM, and laid down to sleep, and turned over at noon and thought "oh, I should get up" and then turned over again and suddenly it was 1pm, and then it was suddenly 1:30, and then my roommate texted me and was like 'you should get up so you can sleep tonight and so we can go shopping" and now I"m up. Sorta.

HI. I am very familiar with the gas arrow, because I'm always in rental cars. It's on most all of them now--there's a little arrow next to the picture of a gas pump, on the gauge usually. But my own car doesn't have one. But I know which side it's on.

Sorry to Scrappy. I hope it's slow growing and not awful. Ick.

My sister mentioned the principle of verified heterosexuality (ie marriage or fathering kids) being some "protection" to athletes who speak out on LGBT issues without running a high risk of damaging their rep or marketability, and that made me look up Kluwe and Ayanbadejo in wikipedia. Kluwe''s second child is a hermaphrodite. That's interesting.

I do not believe this recipe is going to work. If I turn off the oven when the breast is 120 degrees, it's really going to get to 160? Hmmph.

Okay, notoriously CI recipes seem to assume a Platonic kitchen that is not mine. This magical solution to all the problems of roasting a chicken places the cold chicken into a hot pan, and the searing is supposed to mean that the breasts and thighs come to temperature at the same time. Also, you turn off the oven halfway through, and it continues to cook in a cooling oven.

So...no and no. None of the chicken reached the safe temperatures with their method, and when I turned the oven back on, the breast did, as expected, reach 160 before the thighs reached 175. Does that sound like a fixable recipe, or one you toss?

I'd toss, but I've never had an issue with regular ole' roasting of chicken. (I also don't mind breat meat that's a little drier than might be ideal.)

I'm watching Death and the Civil War from American Experience, and man, this shit is sad. They kept saying it was inspirational or something, and maybe that's coming (Clara Barton!), but dag.

Aw, I just used that recipe (and have many times) and love it for being fast and yummy. I'm sorry it didn't work in your kitchen. All I can think is maybe start with a hotter oven and/or a smaller chicken? I don't check for doneness when I turn the oven off, I just go by time, so I maybe overlook a little but it seems to stay moist. Fwtw.

You don't go by temperature? I don't turn the oven off at a certain time--I have the thermometer in the breast, and when that pinged 120 (120? I think that was it) I checked if the thigh was the right temp, and it was, so I turned it off. Which is why I wondered if a hotter oven would make a difference. And it was the smallest one they had at the market. Not that I remember the weight. But I do have the pleasant memory of sorting through the carcasses for the runt of the litter.

No, I just 35 minutes with the oven hot, 35 off, 20 resting on the cutting board . Works for me.

Full disclosure, I'm working with 3 pound birds with the heads and feet still on, mostly. I don't know if any of that could make a difference.

Eta I was thing if you start with a hotter oven maybe it will cool off less when you turn it off and therefore more done bird?

Scrappy, I'm sorry the news isn't better.

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OMG, I've been goingoinggoing since 8 am. Market, then out to Ellicott City for a haircut. Quick stop at Target and Kohls for some cardigany things (because the Great Cull made me realize the few I have left are in sad shape, but I do have lots of sleeveless and camis I can wear all winter.) Then haircut, which is shorter than in a while in anticipation of not getting another until Dec 1 (normal time would be right in the middle of my trip.) Briefly considered swimming in EC, but wasn't in the mood yet, so TJs, then home, THEN pool. Then I cleaned the first floor. Tore down the old shower curtains (2 on the tub, half ones on the upper part of the walls which aren't water rated) put up new ones, using those great 3M hooks for the walls. Looks so much better. But I really want new curtain rings. I need 24!

And now, I've caught up on the day's internet, I've been moving for 13 hours straight and I need my 3rd shower of the day. Which I'm going to go take now....

Since I was going by temperatures, I was assuming a hotter oven would just mean I'd turn it off sooner--I hit the targets in the recipe after 25 minutes, and I just followed the instructions from there. The thighs would sear more--that'd change, but I wasn't thinking the cooling would be greatly affected.

Oh, and fuck--when they say tuck the wings underneath--I did, but during the plumping with juices bit, they totally sprang back out. What's even the big deal there, and how do you origami the bird so firmly they don't move?

Right--I should be eating more and surfing the web less.