Okay, so I lied about the chicken being from Georgia. I don't know that for sure. I've seen "Georgia chicken" on a sign at Fresh Market before, so I made the leap. I am sure about the antibiotic free though (damnit).
The chicken was completely done when I came home from class. I fished it out of the pot and now it's "resting" -- long day! -- in the refrigerator. I tried to salvage every bit of chicken broth that I could, strainer and all. Authors Julee Rosso and Sheila Lukins call it the "best kind of frozen assets."
My hands smell like chicken fat. Time for bed.
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