Cheating

Luckily for me, it's not too hot for my supermarket to cook, even if the temperature nearly reached 100 in my neighborhood on Monday.

To heck with pastured, organic and local - if these guys will roast a chicken for me in their air conditioned kitchen, I'm buying it. It means I don't have to turn on my oven or even brave the barbecue to feed My Beloved.

I probably blew my carbon footprint all to hell with this one but I also hung out my wash the same day. I hope that balances out but, if it doesn't, I'm cheating anyway.

P.S. Not as good as home-roasted.

P.P.S. The fog has returned so no need for cold meals now. Timing is everything.