I was cooking that chicken with no pepper, no oignon, no garlic. First I got the rosmarin, then the pickled lemon, no money bought me that, I took it from my sisters' kitchen. I was massaging the poultry with olive oil to make it orangy when it stood, gave me a frenchy, offered me a ring and took me dansing



Poulet au romarin et au citron confit façon le jardin de ma soeur

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