Brown Sugar Butter Roasted Chicken.
[donotprint] In an ever-changing world with much fear of the unknown, you can always find some consolation here. I haven’t changed.
For example, this is the second day this week I’ve posted a bowl of butter with something else extremely delicious being mixed in. Something extremely delicious that is not green. I like.
And if you’re smart you can put two and two together and realize that both of those butters made up one meal. Or you just realized that because I told you. Whatever. Anyhoo, want to come over for dinner? I thought so. This is what we ate on Sunday night. We always eat things like this on Sunday night. You’ll like it. I swear.
Just know that there is nothing new going on ’round these parts. A whole lot of not doing laundry + attempted stuffed turkey homicides + Conway Twitty (ummm who?) music that makes my ears bleed + roasting chickens and never cleaning up the kitchen. It’s like comfort wrapped in a big blanket of bacon.
So yeah… I’m still roasting chickens once a week. I’m sort of obsessed. And you know what? I’m also really annoyed that I’ve totally devalued the word “obsessed” here, even though it perfectly explains my emotions for everything I write about. And I spent a a good 6 minutes hunched over my trusty thesaurus (lies: I have an app) and found no other word I enjoyed more. Hence me still being obsessed with roasted chickens.
And even though I’m obsessed, this picture still creeps me out.
What freaking weirdo posts a weirdo picture like this on their blog? The only thing I like about it is that it reminds me of the time when Monica Gellar walked around with a turkey on her head. I’ve always wanted to do that in real life. Or rather watch someone else do it. Because really… I do not want my head stuck up a hen’s hooha.
Oh, but the other thing I really like about that weirdo picture is that is tastes good. The chicken – not the picture. [/donotprint]
Brown Sugar Butter Roasted Chicken
1 roasting chicken (Mine was about 5lbs, but any size will do. Just add a little more/less butter and sugar)
1/2 cup butter, softened
1/4 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon course sea salt*
1 teaspoon black pepper*
Preheat oven to 425 degrees F.
Clean or prepare your chicken for roasting, remove giblets and pat completely dry with a paper towel. [For step by step photos of how I roast a chicken, click HERE.] In a bowl, combine softened butter and brown sugar with a spoon until creamy. Using your hands, rub butter over entire chicken, including underneath the skin if you wish. Sprinkle the entire thing with salt and pepper. Set chicken in a roasting pan breast-side up, or roast it over a beer can like I did: I set a beer can with a few sips of beer left in my pan, shoved it up the chicken’s… you know… and then roasted it. If desired you can layer some slices onions under the chicken, but I did not do this. The butter and sugar really caramelizes and I’m not sure any veggies would hold up underneath it. Roast for about 1 hour and 20 minutes. I use Ina Garten’s tip of slicing the leg and if the juices run clear… it’s done! Let rest for about 15-20 minutes before cutting.
*these are just rough estimates, I simply sprinkle salt and pepper all over the entire chicken. [donotprint]
Save the neck for me, Clark. [/donotprint]