I still have plenty of this.
And I had to deal with this kind of day yesterday.
It was a good day to start getting creative.
A cold, snowy Sunday is the perfect kind of day for roast chicken. I decided to make roast chicken with a citrus twist. (No pun intended - okay, maybe I intended a little pun.)
I took a little advice from Sue, who always knows what to do with everything you have too much of in the kitchen. She's been saying this all along.
I sliced an orange very thin and put the slices under the chicken skin. I chopped up some sage and smooshed it into some butter and stuck that under the skin as well. Into the cavity went whatever parts of the orange didn't fit under the skin and some whole sage leaves. I lightly coated the outside with olive oil and spinkled it liberally with salt and pepper (because I love a salty, crispy skin).
It didn't look pretty going in, but I hoped it would look pretty coming out.
Ah, That's better. This chicken was incredibly moist and flavorful. It got the Sir Pickpants seal of approval. I will definitely do this again with my chicken.
I served with a couscous and vegetable pilaf on the side. I got the recipe from Shape magazine. No recipe needed. Just saute some onion, garlic, tomato, carrot and zucchini in olive oil. Then cook with couscous in chicken broth according to package directions. Season to taste. I used a little oregano and a little cumin.
When I'm home alone all day, I always like to bake. I decided to make something that would utilize both the bourbon and the oranges. Although it was a bit risky, I decided to adapt a cake recipe to include both. I used a vanilla pound cake recipe from Julia Child and substituted the milk in the recipe for a mixture of bourbon and orange juice and some of the vanilla in the recipe was replaced with grated orange peel.
I hope I'm not being too immodest when I say this cake was DELICOUS. When it was baked, I poked a few holes in it and sprinkled more bourbon on top. Then I glazed it with a mixture of milk, powdered sugar, and orange extract. It was too die for. It's rare I love soemthing without chocolate quite so much.
Orange-Bourbon Pound Cake