Sunday, May 21, 2006
Hen of the Mountains
More than ready for a few days off, Margy and I headed up to Vermont to visit my sister. We were greeted with VT's eleventh rainy day in a row, a bitter little number that kept us huddled together inside.
During a break in the rain, my sis went out to grill some Cornish hens. Of course, the dry spell was mercilessly brief, and she had to stand under an umbrella for part of the time and then finish the hens in the oven inside.
I am happy to report that all the hullabaloo was more than worth it; finer hens we have seldom had. My sister marinated them in teriyaki sauce bolstered with ginger and lime, and the meat was juicy and the skin wonderfully crisp. For a while on this soggy May evening in Vermont, we felt nice and warm.