Never Make Chicken Another Way Again

For Christmas, Matt got a "vertical chicken roaster". Sounds like something you'd see on an infomercial that cooks a frozen turkey in 30 minutes or less using infra-red energy. But it's not. It's totally legit.



What you do is take a whole chicken, and you pour beer into the center cup of the roaster. Then you stand the chicky, butt-down, over the stainless steel cup and you put it on your grill, or in your oven (just remember to put down some foil or something underneath it). Around it, you scatter your vegetables. Then the chicky cooks for about a half hour (I think) and simultaneously, the veggies roast to perfection around it.

You've never had chicky like this.

I'll never make chicky another way again. It is perfect. It's soft. It's juicy. It's delectable. You have roast chicken for dinner that night, the next night you have chicken casserole or tacos, then you make soup out of the carcass and whatever spare pieces you have left over.

You can buy one here. You won't regret it.

In other news, in my anatomy class yesterday the prof announced that we're going to learn how to take blood pressure and pulses in lab next week. She asked, "Which veins can I use to detect a pulse?" Folks start shouting out some answers ("brachial!", "jugular!" ,"anterior tibial!") and she excitedly acknowleges each answer. Someone then shouted out "Femoral!" And she stopped. She said, "Well....you can, but not in lab. You can do that in your own bathroom. That's your own private time." Can you imagine the headline? "40 community college students simultaneously molested during wayward lab experiment". Ouch.