Thanksgiving is usually a family affair. Growing up we used to have a huge meal always hosted at my grandparents house. Your typical Thanksgiving spread; with so much love baked, stirred, and sprinkled in. Grandma would lead the charge and both her stuffing and pies were amazing. Grandma hardly ever cooked from a recipe and I like to think that I inherited her "cooking gene". I only wish that I had been old enough to help her out with those Thanksgiving dinners; most of my memories I'm still seated at the kiddie table!

For me, a perfect roast chicken has been elusive. I never particularly loved poultry as a child, as most of what was served was overcooked and tended to be on the dry side. When I started learning to cook I was following a vegetarian diet, and thus never learned to roast a proper chicken. In the past year as I have incorporated meat back into my diet, I haven't had many occasions to cook an entire chicken. It's a lot of meat for just two people!