I bought a couple of chickens (the already dead kind) earlier this week and didn't get around to doing anything with them, soooo I needed to cook both of them today.  As I was rummaging around the kitchen trying out different pans to see if I couldn't pop them in the oven at the same time Papa suggested that we try out the rotisserie-chicken-making gadget we have sitting out in the carport closet.  Well, that sounded like a mightly fine plan to me and so I went out and fetched it.  

Papa loves gadgets and kitchen gadgets are no exception.  I have to be very careful what I wish for gadget-wise because he has been known to go out and get it!  He's like my Kitchen Fairy Godfather (OOOHH!  Doesn't that sound sinister!).  Anywho, he played around with hooking up the gadget and I prepared the chickies.  I decided a simple brushing with olive oil and a sprinkling of white pepper and Spanish paprika would suffice for our first time out.

Drum roll, please!

Ta-da!

Of course being the logical blogger that I am, I did NOT take a picture of the finished rotisserie-style chicken, but I DID take a shot of my boring, oven baked chickie.  Go figure, sometimes my logic astounds me.

While the chickens were cooking away I went on an internet quest to find a recipe for dinner rolls just like O'Charley's makes.  There are very few restaurant foods that I really wish I could make at home, but this is one of them.

These turned out nice and soft and of the correct texture, but not quite sweet enough which somewhat concerns me as this four-cups-of-flour (or thereabouts) recipe called for a THIRD of a cup of sugar.  I just don't see myself adding MORE.  I might try a touch of honey and decrease the sugar next time and see what that does. It may be a while, however, because I'm not a big baker or white flour products.  Except for dessert.