After having remarkable success cooking our Thanksgiving turkey in a bucket, Troy decided he wanted to try cooking a chicken in a bucket.
So, Friday night we got a chicken, seasoned him up, dropped him on a stick, and covered him with a bucket.
Troy put up his chicken wire fence, dumped charcoal around and on top of the bucket and the cooking began.
He set the alarm on his phone and went about his business.
About an hour later we smelled chicken cooking, but he kept saying that was ok – the chicken would be ready when the alarm went off.
We sat around the fire, blew up a bag of flour, made some rice with tomatoes and okra to go with the chicken and finally the alarm went off.
He raked the coals away from the bucket.
Lifted the bucket off the chicken and we saw this.
Hmm.
Looks a little on the done side to me.
He was trying to figure out what went wrong when it dawned on him that you do not need to cook a 4lb chicken for as long as you need to cook a 15lb turkey.
About the same time, I realized that you don’t let a man who has been drinking Wild Turkey all evening set a food timer.
We tried to eat it but just couldn’t handle more than a few bites.
Even Buddy the Beagle didn’t eat much of it and what he did eat he threw up on the tent floor later.
We will try it again but next time I’m setting the timer.
