i was gonna make roast young chickens in honey/balsamic glaze from a lidia cookbook, but the ac was already crankin' without firing up the stove to 450.
so, we decided to order out, but are so sick of all of the same ol' that we just floundered for a while.
somehow we ended up with southern fried chicken, yelow rice, and buffalo chicken wings from a local place in town.
i had to supply my own celery and clue cheese dressing, but the wings are huge. these musta been some impressive chickens with big guns!!!
in nomine patri, et fili, et spiritus sancti.
beidh ar la linn.
wisdom is often in short supply within ones' ego.