Got a chicken roasting in the oven. 500 degrees for 15 minutes, 200 degrees for two hours, 300 degrees for 45 minutes, and 350 degrees for about 30 minutes.
“Tell me where you want to be kissed,” sings Prince, “in this bedroom-slash-church,” with the fire blazing.
The bird? Stuffed with a head of garlic, parsley, and 1/2 lemon and heavily salted and covered with cracked black pepper.
The last 30 minutes? In the fat dripping off the bird, 1/2 a long, purple Chinese eggplant, Chinese scallions, rice wine vinegar, cumin seeds, water, and then…the last 10 minutes? Chanterelles.
All this just a backdrop to the very wonderful and astonishing: I AM OZZY! Ozzy Osbourne’s autobiography. Just like Keef, only moreso? OO points out that the playgrounds of the early British rockers were the devastated ruins after the German bombings less than ten years away.
Talk about the blues.
Talk about genius.