Someone in this casa thought it was a good idea to throw a chicken with a lemon stuffed in its giblet house and a sprig of rosemary from the garden crypt into the oven for a nice roasting. In a pan, of course. In the middle of the day.
And now, someone in this house cannot concentrate on her bloggity post for the roasty scents wafting up the staircase.
She who shall remain nameless.
She who knows no shame.
What was she thinking?
Just wait until I get my hands on her.
And Monday is in the house with a single shot.
You thought you were getting a click of a chicken, didn’t you?
Neither click nor cluck.
But you can click it bigger.
Just a little October boat shot from Niagara-on-the-Lake, because who doesn’t love a pretty little boat or ten?
Wednesday — #newbrunswickroadtrip — Moncton…