My "whole chicken" is really the whole chicken... I couldn't bring myself to cut his extra bits off before cooking him, so I waited til after (actually, I waited til Tony came home to do it - I kept thinking he'd open his eye or something freaky like that).
So having seen all of the chicken, scrawny as he was, I really didn't enjoy my meal as much as I had hoped... but we did get a good laugh over it and still enjoyed our "family time".
(Oh, Livi has moved in with us... so she'll be a featured family member til June next year)
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