May 27, 2012
The only way to lure Dr Song into the hills for a weekend’s walking and camping is the promise of good food at the end of the day. With a decent veg curry and spicy kebabs out of the way, it was time for the biggie: spatchcock chicken! Washed, seasoned, rolled into a ball and frozen; it’s surprising how small a whole chicken folds down once you’ve cut out its spine and broken its ribs. Wrapped in tinfoil, bubble wrap and more tinfoil, it was still nicely chilled even after a full day on the go in hot weather. Perfect tender flesh and charred, seared skin - it was possibly the best chicken I’ve ever tasted…

The only way to lure Dr Song into the hills for a weekend’s walking and camping is the promise of good food at the end of the day. With a decent veg curry and spicy kebabs out of the way, it was time for the biggie: spatchcock chicken! Washed, seasoned, rolled into a ball and frozen; it’s surprising how small a whole chicken folds down once you’ve cut out its spine and broken its ribs. Wrapped in tinfoil, bubble wrap and more tinfoil, it was still nicely chilled even after a full day on the go in hot weather. Perfect tender flesh and charred, seared skin - it was possibly the best chicken I’ve ever tasted…