For Easter dinner my family met out in Wales halfway between Madison and Milwaukee, at my sister Ann’s house. I made the main course for about 18 people. It was crispy skinned chicken and potatoes with lemon, rosemary and thyme. She was going for a Greek theme because my sister Mary K made spanakopita.
The method for making the chicken is to brown it skin side down put sliced potatoes in the bottom of the pan, put the chicken on top and then roast it all uncovered. I cleverly used a splatter screen to prevent a lot of splattering (hence the name splatter screen). And I sharpened the mandolin before I began the potatoes. This was probably not that good of an idea since about halfway through the second (of five) potato I also sliced through my thumb. If I were to say that it hurt like a son of a bitch it would not be adequate enough to describe my horror. You cannot just leave potatoes lying around turning black whilst you scream various profanities and then attend to wounds.
It took me a few bloody minutes to figure out what to do. But I got out my latex gloves (a trick I used more than a few times in the restaurant) and finished the job. It was not fun.
The dish turned out fine but it was no match for the spanakopita or the traditional bunny cake my niece made but I unfortunately did not get a picture of.