This is what the roast looked like before going into the oven:
This is what it looked like in the oven:
This is what it looked like "done:"
You might not be able to tell exactly how pink that roast is inside. The color is actually not much different from the cutting board it's sitting on. It turns out my fears about the oven being totally cold at the end of 2.5 hours were well-founded. The roast came out very solidly rare, and barely warmer than room temperature. When we put it on the serving platter, it was soon swimming in a pool of blood, like some kind of deli murder scene. I was...completely...mortified, but I had to serve it since we had nothing else to eat, and despite its macabre appearance, I didn't actually think it was unsafe. Our guests were very gracious and their kids even seemed to like the "red chicken." Bottom line - this recipe is not welcome in our kitchen anymore; it was simply too offensive on its first and only visit. And next time, I will try to spare our guests my culinary experiments.
Haha! I love this story! Kyle and I are always trying new recipes on guests...and always reminding ourselves after that we said last time that we'd never do that again. :)
ReplyDeleteOh no! So sorry about your roast! The question is, though, who wants to experiment and make a big effort if you don't have guests coming over? That is the dilemma! :) I love this post, though. It is a great demonstration that not everything that is creative comes out perfectly. Thanks for sharing!
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