Now, I know this sounds most unusual and to tell the truth I have never tried this before but it had to be done. I decided to make a beer can chicken. I had the beer and for once I was willing to share because Guiness in a can is NOTHING like guiness from a tap. 
I made a lavender and garlic rub.
I washed the chicken. I squeezed lemon and oil all over it, rubbed it with the Rub, stuffed some lavender and lemon inside, poured half the beer in the pig bucket, then topped up the can with lemon and lavender, and placed the bird very carefully over the can of beer. And this is where I lost all respect for the chicken. I mean look!
How can I take this seriously. It was tasty, but really! Cooking is a serious business. To stand all alone in your own kitchen and laugh at the bird is unexpected. 
While it cooked I went to talk to Daisy but she is in a huff today. She started going on about being fat and heavy and tired. I talked to her soothingly about how pregnancy is beautiful and how she was glowing and blossoming and she told me to bite myself and went back to the bottom of her field where she has been lying all day. She is in her last month. Best we stop looking at her now.
So I tried to get a shot of the lambs playing. But Aunty Mia thinks she is still a lamb and gallops and ponks about the field after them. Scaring the poor wee things half to death! 
Good morning! The chicken was very tasty. And today is Mothers Day so I hope all you Mothers got an extra few minutes of sleep in. Yesterday I got all the potatoes mounded up and while I was admiring the growth I noticed the empty row then realised that I had forgotton to plant any regular potatoes. The whole potato patch is gourmet blue! Or purple, I can’t remember. But no white or red. Now isn’t that a strange thing to forget. That will make for interesting summer dinners!
Today I will mound up the leeks and the garlic, weed the house onions and replant spring onions. Spring seems set to stay. John will finish fencing some of the Dairy Mistress paddock. I will dismantle and re mantle the electric fence to make a big corner and then move some stock about. Particularly Queenie Wineti the Fighter of Pigs. She needs to move out the back with the good grass. Having the new field brought into the light rotation will be great.
Oh and Kupa showed Pania and Tui their permanent sleeping quarters right up in the top rafters of the barn last night. So now they are officially free. Though Kupa has to stop herding the roosters. He moves them round and round all day. I am hoping that this is just a spring thing. It is exhausting to watch. He is being a trifle over protective.
Good morning. Have a lovely day. I hope that you find a nice warm sunny corner for your morning coffee!
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
80 responses to “No Laughing at the Beer Can Chicken!”
Good morning my friend – Awww Daisy, you are more beautiful than ever right now!
And though the chicken was delicious post cooking, I would have watched my back while preparing in the kitchen since it looks like a spy or ninja 😉
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
OK so yum and I’m smitten with your mortar and pestle! (And there is nothing odd (to me at least) about laughing at your food…)
I’ve heard it done before, I associate it with Southern Barbecue but I wouldn’t have thought to use such a dark beer. Not at all dignified. How do the roosters take to being herded?! 🙂
Oh, my goodness, that sounds like a very hectic way to spend Mother’s Day, c! I hope you get a little break! I love beer can chicken, but I my chicken never had it’s little wings crossed on his chest like yours does!! Mia is hilarious.. that’s a great action shot of her!!
Looks delicious! I love your lavender & garlic rub.
And so true about Guinness (from a Guinness girl), 🙂
Both the chicken and lambs look like they are dancing. Thanks for making me smile.
I laughed out loud and am still laughing at the picture of the chicken. The fat lady dances! I’m glad she tasted good after all that. There’s never a dull moment down on the farmy.
Happy Mother’s Day, Cecilia! Poor Daisy. All of us mothers know how that stage feels…
Love beer can chicken! I do them a lot in the summer. It does kind of gross me out though that they look like a little person. Ha! Kupa must think those Roosters are after his new sweeties!
Hope you are having a lovely day ~ April
Happy Mother’s Day Celie. You’ve got a lot of mothers in your midst, and seem to be taking care of them all very well.
I would have been laughing in my kitchen at the bird too! I hope you had a fabulous Mother’s Day. It was such a gorgeous day! 🙂
That is a rather funny-looking chicken you have there. Poor Daisy! Mia does appear to be recapturing her youth–good for her!
Great post, love & will try the beer car chicken inc. the lavender rub. BTW, purple potatoes are divine, baked & served with a tiny amount of butter…mmmm.
Once again I’m catching you at the very end of the day…in fact it’s your “tomorrow”–ha! I have had the beer can chicken, and it IS an easy way to make a tasty dish. I’m really interested in the lavender and garlic rub. You add a delicious twist to everything you do! 🙂 Debra
You make all that work sound so quick and easy yet it must take hours. Still, at least it might be warm.
I’ve never tried the beer chicken as it looks far too obscene! But I’m sure it tastes very good 🙂