Here is my pouch all stapled up (yes with that office stapler) and ready to be put in the oven. The liquid I used was some champagne that was going flat (from mimosas on the weekend), some honey, and some bitters (so I can call this champagne cocktail chicken).
I am on year five of living in Chicago after graduate school. I am planning a wedding. I am a grown up, or I should be. We'll see. That may be debatable.
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