Thanksgiving’s here. Living in Portugal, there’s no celebration of the holiday- no turkey, cranberry sauce, apple pie or spending hours in the kitchen. Still, I decided to sort of get into the spirit of the day and cook this beautiful roasted chicken.
I believe in food that get’s family, be it by blood or friendship, together around a dinner table. I think I got it from my grandma- every Sunday she cooks lunch for our whole family and, despite the fact that we all live in very different places now, we still try to get together and eat together. Food is meant to bring people together, or so I believe. And this roasted chicken does just that.
It’s a recipe you have to leave in the oven for a long time, to achieve that perfect balance between tenderness and juiciness (so hard to get when cooking chicken), and it smells, and tastes, amazing. There’s no denying I fell in love with this recipe. So much that this will definitely be Sunday lunch whenever I’m in charge, in the future. I hope you love it as much.
As for thanksgiving- I believe we should be thankful for what we have everyday, but with all the rush the world lives in, it’s good we have a day to remind us of that. I hope you have a lot to be thankful for. As for me, I’m thankful for my family, my boyfriend, my incredible friends and being able to be studying to do what I love the most as a job. And, obviously, for this blog, a true friend and an outlet for the, sometimes, everyday mayhem.
Recipe adapted from: Half Baked Harvest