Ever since we lived in Budapest, where we had a chef who cooked Sahraa fresh chicken every night for dinner, she has expected chicken for her one meal of the day. We no longer have a chef, so it now falls to us, although we cook chicken thighs in batches (she doesn’t like breasts), and I absolutely refuse to make her rice every night in chicken broth like Endre used to do.
Best to view in "Original" because other versions resized by Pbase are decidedly
unsharp.
640 10th Street NE, posted earlier: