Back from California to a gorgeous, cold, sunny Parisian day then Boom! Awash with rain. So, I’m doing what any sane person would, and filling the house with the glorious scent of roasting chicken. It’s one of the best tonics I know to scare away the post-California sun doldrums!
Here is how I do it. Don’t be offended or otherwise shocked; chickens have heads, and we buy them with here in France. Happy Preparation!