My mom taught me how to make grilled chicken and I bake too.

When I was little we lived on 8 acres and my mom had a horse. But when I was 7 my mom kicked my dad out and then in order to feed us five kids she got critters cheap or for free and raised them for food. We milked a cow raised chickens pigs and beef cattle. We heated our one-story house with wood and stayed cold all winter.

I'm from Manchester Mass. so it was lobster lobster and more lobster! Also lots of fish that we caught in the summers clam chowder and roast beef sandwiches. But my mom was pretty healthy we had a lot of chicken and broccoli and rice as well.

I love chicken. I would eat chicken fingers on Thanksgiving if it were socially acceptable.

It is not unprofessional to give free legal advice but advertising that the first visit will be free is a bit like a fox telling chickens he will not bite them until they cross the threshold of the hen house.

I'm not afraid to call a wine that tastes like Skittles or green peppers mixed with orange marmalade. I'll say 'It tastes like chicken.' I mean that's not what people think of when they think of wine but that's what it tastes like to me and it hits home.

Obviously the easiest recipes are the most successful when it comes to the home cook because they're not intimidated by them. If I'm doing 'Boy Meets Grill ' and I do something very simple like grilled hamburgers or steaks or chicken those are the most sought-after recipes.

I work at home in the country and days will go by when except for my husband and son and the occasional UPS man the only sentient creatures that see me are my chickens and turkeys.

You can't set a hen in one morning and have chicken salad for lunch.

The Bluebird of Happiness long absent from his life Ned is visited by the Chicken of Depression.