After fighting with a whole raw White Oak Pastures chicken after work (thanks to mom for Facetiming with me and giving me some pointers on cleaning + brining the bird), I decided to do a Dutch Baby recipe from the current issue of Taste instead of the lemon spatchcocked chicken. That'll be tomorrow night and hopefully worth the wait.
When I told Zack I was making a Dutch Baby, a look of complete confusions and disgust was on his face. He said...forgive how crude this is...that is sounded like you took a poo under the covers. Yeah. That's Zack Nichols for you.
Anyway. It didn't rise up all dramatically like it's supposed to. It fell a bit flat actually. I think I had too much bacon grease in my cast-iron skillet. (Apparently there is such a thing as too much bacon grease. How offensive.) Z said he liked it. I thought it was ok. In any case, half ended up in the garbage.


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