This morning I placed a thawed chicken into the crock pot (which I had to dig out from the back of the cupboard), plucked some fresh sage and rosemary from the damp garden, and propped the lady bird together in a Martha Stewart way, minus the twine around the legs. It was meant to be a "new friends" offering to the pastor's family tonight, but they had to cancel because their kiddos had strep. Martha Stewart Chicken was then offered to the next two bodies who were willing and able to join the impromptu fall feast, including golden squash, herb salad, and blueberry cobbler (after a rush to the grocery store for vanilla ice cream).
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