Chicken!

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I wasn't sure I'd be able to find a roaster.  Did.  Then... had to sort out how to get the bird ready.  An hour soak, in brine water... with garlic and onion powders, plus sage and thyme.  The bird smelled pleasant out of the bath.  The oven was heated before, so was ready.  Into the roaster, on a make-shift trivet, to keep the bird up out of the juices.

A half hour timer set.  Just to turn the bird then.  Well, and add a few veggies.  Broccoli, carrots, and maybe celery or cauliflower?  Doubtful on the last two, though maybe?  A few?

The house has warmed.  I checked outdoors.  The sun has been up, out, most of the last part of the day.  But it wasn't out earlier.  It is 38 out there, which is rather warm.  But it was a nippy 38.  Cooler than the temperature suggested.  All good.  I did get a bit of time out there, first in the dark, then in the sun.  I'm... trying to get out, every day, rain or shine or just dark.  Getting just a bit of fresh air and whatever shine is available.

Feeling slightly better?  Still cool, cold, of the body.  Mostly feet and legs.  The rest of me is warming.  Hopefully more warmth on more of my body before too long.  And, if not, perhaps the chicken will help me warm.  I'm guessing it'll take between forty five minutes and an hour and a quarter to cook to the temp I want... 150-155 F, I think?  I'll check...  Yes, that will do.  It's better chicken, so I trust to cook it a bit lower and let it coast to a finish.  I go by temp, rather than time.  I have gone by smell.  But after a few temp checks (if thankfully no illness), I... changed my mind on that.  Good chicken, boys and girls.  Make sure you get good chicken.  Sadly, or not, I do use brand here.  Not... organic.  Just better brands.  Though, I think the local stores all went organic and there isn't an option, at this point.  So... I tested both and chose the one that seemed... freshest, more often, and better generally.  It wasn't the expensive one.  Blind taste testing sorted that well enough.

Hmm, the smell.  Of fresh herbed chicken.  Roasting.  It's unfair.  Life isn't fair, so... that is fair?  I can only imagine what the veggies will add to the odors.  I'll hold off on veggies until it is at least, say, 120~125 F, in a thicker part?  Or so.  I'd share, if you'd show up.  I love chicken, but I like breaking bread, even fowl bread, with folk.  Later.