Richard pulled this contraption out of the cupboard the other day and asked me what it was. I replied, "My mother's dancing chicken thingie." Our oven in the country was smaller than the one in the city and too small for a standing chicken, so once we moved, we never made it again. Until this weekend.
Richard's oven is plenty big, so we got a nice-sized bird and stood it up on it's dancing stand. My mother used to make the bird do the can-can. Always made us kids laugh.
In the end, dancing chicken was a fabulous way to roast the bird and now I remember why my mum liked it so much. Dancing chicken will make another visit to a table near me very soon.
5 comments:
Mmmm, looks delish!
For some reason your blog made me think of Mary Pratt's chicken paintings. Maybe you could do something similar - i.e., draw a dancing chicken using your mothers dancing chicken thingie. It could be really surrealist!
That is too funny, love the dancing bird. I see these vintage contraptions in antique stores and always wonder what they are, now if I see one of these I'll know what it is in advance. Dancing chickens for skinny stoves.
Hey, didn't I see that chicken on "You Can Dance Canada"?
Deer AUntie Ronna,
Why are yoo eatin my cuzin?
Fearfully yours,
Chicky
PS Mommy says it looks dee-licious. I'm watchin' my back.
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