For dinner on Sunday, last Sunday--or the Sunday before last, rather--I cut up a cucumber and one of the less not-so-great heirloom tomatoes for a little salad. Then I roasted a chicken. The chicken was made more special because I made it a lime, basil and garlic butter roasted chicken. Yeah, it was pretty good. It was my dinner for days to come. That may make it a little sad. Or economical. Or both.
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