So last night I decided to roast a chicken for Kerry and her mom this weekend. Her mom will be staying at our house a couple days so I'm off to the camp..........
Anyway, I made an injection with spices and butter and got the really nice plump bird on the grill.
In the mean time I fired up the Hibachi for a couple steaks. When it was ready I seared the steaks and then moved them to the grill to finish slow while the sides were cooking.
Had an adult beverage in the meanwhile. I brought the steaks in and we had dinner and watched a little TV. Went on to bed as I have been really tired since being sick all last weekend.
At 3AM my eyes popped wide open and I thought....The chicken! I went outside and turned the burners off, raised the lid and there was a really pretty brown bird about half the size it started off at. Took my finger and tapped on it....Hard as a rock! If you have an empty wooden cigar box you can duplicate the sound it makes.
I left it there and closed the lid. When I get home I will take a picture just for the record books...
I think if I hit it with a hammer it would turn to dust
... Hum, Rock Chicken dust... A new rub?