julia child presents, the chicken sisters. ms. broiler, ms. fryer, ms. roaster. ms. capenette and old madam hen. but we re spotlighting ms. roaster of the year. manage to get in between the vertebrae. all right now dig this baby good and tight. slices right down i have only one and burning desire let me stand next to your fire it should have a butter massage. gets right into that skin and gives it a lovely flavor, and it helps it brown nicely. french food is just wonderful. i hadn t been turned on by anything until i got into french food let me stand next to your fire you can poach it or you can roast it the old-fashioned way in the oven. or you can roast it on the spit. i find that if people aren t interest in the food i m not interest in the them. they seem to lack something in the way of personality. yeah, get on with it, baby i m going to turn this chicken around, so whenever you think of roast chicken, you think of it this way. that
I was born in pasadena, california, august 15, 1912. it was a lovely, lovely place to grow up. pasadena was like paradise. my grandparents had this big old rambling house with an entire wall garden that had avocados, lemon trees. it was just beautiful. she was the oldest of three children. there was julia, and then john, and then my mother, dorothy. we used to hang on to bicycles and road all over, and we just had a good time horsing around. she was 6 3 . john 6 4 .