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    How to Roast a Chicken

    First of all, why should you roast a chicken when a rotisserie chicken costs $6.00 and there’s considerably less (as in none) work?  Because it’s delicious is why, and your house will smell amazing, and you will impress your husband, and you will magically transform into Betty-Freaking-Crocker if you do.  Promise. Don’t check out when I tell you there’s 10 steps, because 8 of these steps are insanely easy.  I’ll tell you which steps are hard when we get there.  Here we go: 1. Salt the chicken Rinse the chicken and pat dry with paper towels. Rub your raw, skin-on (and completely thawed!) chicken down with salt, inside and out. …

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    Cookie Quest 2.0

    Well guys, I bought flour, butter, white and brown sugar at Sam’s Club.  I guess it’s time to admit: I bake now.  This wasn’t always true about me.  I preferred cooking to baking because baking seems so final.  Like once that batter is in the oven, there’s no turning back.  If it sucks, it’s too late.  You’ve failed, might as well go live in a box because who can love you after a cake with crunchy edges and a completely uncooked middle?  Answer: no one.  Go sleep in the alley with the cats.  With cooking, you can taste and tweak as you go, it’s a little more forgiving.  Being failure-averse,…

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    Meal Planning: Taking the Angst Out of Dinner

    You stare hopelessly into the refrigerator’s abyss. Mustard, pizza from last week, milk of questionable character. Close the door. Look around. Open the door again- nothing’s changed. No miraculous discovery to answer tonight’s question: What’s for dinner? Fifteen minutes of rummaging through cupboards and the freezer…and the winner is…takeout. Again. Sound familiar?

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    Cookie Quest 1.0

    “Chocolate chip cookies should be the worst cookie you make,” says my husband.  To my face.  While I’m awake and can hear him.  And he says this unapologetically as if it were a perfectly natural statement to make to the woman who just baked 2.5 dozen cookies for him (and me, let’s be real).  Granted, I had also just whipped up a batch of Breakfast Cookies, a healthy concoction held together with banana and almond meal whose only resemblance to actual cookies is the shape, so he was feeling a bit deceived at the time.  My initial reaction was of the “What on earth is the matter with you my…