James made Death Chicken in honor of the new year. It’s chicken with this…reduction sauce…thing…I can’t tell you what’s in it, because I don’t know. The chicken’s not bad, but I would commit atrocities for that sauce.
How good is it?
Let me put it this way–day old leftovers, and once I was done, I looked around to make sure no one was watching–you know, in case anyone snuck into the house or something–and then I licked the plate.
It’s that good.
I am still trying to get my brain back into working mode instead of holiday mode. It’s taking some doing…