Roasted.

Cool weather always makes me crave warm meals. I decided to roast up some chicken I had in the freezer, along with some fingerling potatoes, and seasoned it all with lemon, olive oil, and fresh herbs.

I should have taken a picture before it all went into the oven. The pale meat against the bright green of the herbs, and the yellow of the lemon...never has raw chicken looked so pretty.

The smell of roasted chicken was apparently not just alluring to me:

Why is it that the simplest meals are the most satisfying?