Kikirikí Chickadee

It’s a long way as the crow flies from Tennessee to Colorado, Chicken. All of these travels must be making you tired. Why don’t  you come to D.C. for a little rest (perhaps inside my Dutch Oven)?

Confused? Look here:

Said chicken is now sending postcards featuring photos of himself (vain birdie) from all around the United States. The reward still stands!


And since this post is sort of wedding related I’m taking an opportunity to be sappy and post a wedding photo as well.




The Bob and I got hitched a few weeks ago.  The wedding was great.  The honeymoon was incredible (keep an eye out for posts about Dinner by Heston Blumenthal and some cool Africa locations as well).  But like any wedding, of course, there were some rushed/stressful moments. Mainly these were while I was getting ready.  So when the hotel staff delivered a box containing this awesome Carmen Miranda esq chicken it made my day!


It even lead one of the girls to comment that in the future she’s sending a chicken to the bridal suite at every wedding she attends.  Sadly though, the card that came with this fabulous chicken was unsigned. So I’m putting it out there — for anybody with information leading to the discovery of the chicken gifter I will make a (hopefully) delightful fall chicken dinner for you and a date. No lead is too small folks!