First day of the year, we got up very late for some reason; we were just lazy to do anything at all. Hubby made fried Maggie for brunch, and then we were back to scrabble, or doing our own things just to pass the time.By 1500 hours when I was again in slumber, hubby went to the kitchen to marinate the chicken, as he is making his famous roast chicken for us for dinner. Initially, we had planned to just go cruising on the train, well we have been planning to do this like ever since I can remember, but yet to make the plan materialize.
His roast chicken is better than mine, though the initial recipe was from me. I taught him to do this when he was living here alone, and has to do his own cooking all the time, so roast chicken was the easiest and could be marinated before he left for work and can just be bunked in the oven upon his return.
However, he has perfected it so much so that when anyone suggested roast chicken, he will have to do it. He has the patience to punch holes all over the chicken so that he could stuff his crushed garlic. He will let the chicken be marinated with the special sauce (a mixture of soya and oyster sauce, black pepper, honey, and sesame oil) for at least 3 hours. I can pledge to you that hubby’s roast chicken is simply the best not because he is my husband and I am being bias, but that is the truth.
This evening the roast chicken was served with fattoush (Lebanese salad) and some toasted baguette.
Good start to a new beginning………………… *smile*
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