Let me see where do I begin? What you see here in the photo's is good intentions!
The first photo our bird is awaiting the grill adorned with her wet rub. The second photo she is on the grill doing her thing. The hickory chips are smoking and the skin is crisping and all smells quite amazing.
We were sipping wine(perhaps too much) anyhow we got involved in conversation. The next thing we know we see flame ups. Not good in any grilling situation. We took the bricks off the chicky and flipped it leaving a little crusty skin on the grill. So we turned down the heat a speck and went back to the patio to now play cards while the bird cooked. This could have been our undoing. Smoke began again coming in waves from the grill, oh I will say it did smell heavenly with all that garlic and rosemary flying through the air.
So once again we turned the heat lower. Things simmered down we finished our game of cards and I checked the temp via the internal thermometer. All was perfect. So I grabbed the platter to remove the chicken on to, I had the pancake turner and hubby had the tongs this is a two man job believe me. Well we tried our best I will say that. But somehow the chicken dropped halfway on the way to the platter and lost a leg, yes a whole leg and thigh just came right off with a plop............well now what? So it goes on the platter missing a leg with naked spots where there is no crust this is not a good looking chicken. So I did not take a photo. Who wants to look at a maimed chicken?
But I have to say OMG what flavor. We did not care what it looked like once we tasted it. It was just full of flavor and juice. Rosemary and garlic burst into your mouth with a lingering coolness of lemon all was so smokey and what crust was still clinging to this bird made your mouth so happy.
The roasted potatoes and corn were divine and if you could had heard us exclaiming and humming you would have thought we were dining in a five star restaurant. We loved our meal but we laughed as it was quite a time to get that ol gal to our plates.
So I will leave you with this. Sometimes all does not go the best, but however what your mouth says is the final word. YUMO!
Ciao
The first photo our bird is awaiting the grill adorned with her wet rub. The second photo she is on the grill doing her thing. The hickory chips are smoking and the skin is crisping and all smells quite amazing.
We were sipping wine(perhaps too much) anyhow we got involved in conversation. The next thing we know we see flame ups. Not good in any grilling situation. We took the bricks off the chicky and flipped it leaving a little crusty skin on the grill. So we turned down the heat a speck and went back to the patio to now play cards while the bird cooked. This could have been our undoing. Smoke began again coming in waves from the grill, oh I will say it did smell heavenly with all that garlic and rosemary flying through the air.
So once again we turned the heat lower. Things simmered down we finished our game of cards and I checked the temp via the internal thermometer. All was perfect. So I grabbed the platter to remove the chicken on to, I had the pancake turner and hubby had the tongs this is a two man job believe me. Well we tried our best I will say that. But somehow the chicken dropped halfway on the way to the platter and lost a leg, yes a whole leg and thigh just came right off with a plop............well now what? So it goes on the platter missing a leg with naked spots where there is no crust this is not a good looking chicken. So I did not take a photo. Who wants to look at a maimed chicken?
But I have to say OMG what flavor. We did not care what it looked like once we tasted it. It was just full of flavor and juice. Rosemary and garlic burst into your mouth with a lingering coolness of lemon all was so smokey and what crust was still clinging to this bird made your mouth so happy.
The roasted potatoes and corn were divine and if you could had heard us exclaiming and humming you would have thought we were dining in a five star restaurant. We loved our meal but we laughed as it was quite a time to get that ol gal to our plates.
So I will leave you with this. Sometimes all does not go the best, but however what your mouth says is the final word. YUMO!
Ciao
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