In my family we used to call this dish "Chicken T___" in honor of the now under-new-management and no good- anymore T____ Restaurant where we first ate it and approriated it- though we ultimately changed it pretty much beyond recognition. Hence "Nannymama", for my mother who changed it first, and for me, who changed it even more. Nobody has ever called it by this name before today, and probably no one ever will again. I'm just having a fit of silliness.
T______ was one of those "Continental Cuisine" type places, run as a family business, which could be fancy or fairly casual, depending on the occasion. There was not the slightest dot of trendiness about it, the decor was a reassuringly stuffy combination of red velvet mediterranean and movie theater modern. They were especially nice to you, and made special things for you, if they knew you and you went often. The food was very good and my parents, aunts and uncles went there alot. We had my parents 40th wedding anniversary party there.
The chicken never formerly known as Nannymama was on the regular menu, and my father liked it , and ordered it often, so my mother figured out how to make it. Its essense involves crustiness, garlicky, peppery herbiness, and defatted juices to dunk your good bread in. It is very easy to make, includes potatos, and is forgiving as to time if you keep a watch on it; so it is a particularly good party dish. Here it is in its present incarnation:
If you would like to make this you will need to put the following items in a big roasting pan, which you have oiled, and preheat your oven to 325 while you are at it:
your favorite collection of chicken parts, suitable number for guests expected, the better the chicken, as you know, the better the result
red onions, peeled and cut into wedges, or mix red and white onions
numerous fingerling potatoes, here of various hues, or else wedges of full sized yukon golds and redskins, mixed, do not peel
cloves of garlic, many to taste, coarsely chopped, do not peel
a preserved lemon or two, chopped (if you do not have this, you may substitute a plain lemon, it will be almost as good)
Several branches of one of the following fresh herbs- rosemary, marjoram, oregano (If you need to use a dried herb, go with the rosemary, scattered) Save a branch or two of the fresh herb to decorate your platter. This dish works best with just one strong herb presence.
coarsely ground black pepper- be generous
Sea salt to taste. Be a little cautious if you used alot of preserved lemon
2 tbsps good olive oil
Toss this all around, then spread it out in the pan. spray it all over with olive oil spray lightly- this helps insure crusty browning across the board.
I generally cook it for about two hours at 325, then crank it up high at the end unless it is very brown and crispy. If it gets crispy early, just turn it way down, it can keep on cooking for some time. If it is summer,, you won't be cooking this unless you have air conditioning to pit against the stove. I have successfully cooked this at higher temps for a shorter time, it is quite flexible. If your chicken is fatty, you may actually want to remove some developing pan fat with a baster. It is good to baste this, and push the bits around from time to time. The potatoes and chicken both develop an interior creaminess that is really nice. Also, as an added bonus, your home will smell pretty intoxicating.
So plate it up, and scrape up all the crusty bits, and scatter them on top. Garnish with your branches. Deglaze the pan with some stock, wine, and/or lemon juice. Cook it down a little, then strain it into one of those fat separator things. Pour the juices out from under the fat, into a pitcher, and serve on the side.
At C's dinner, we had this with plain lovely spinach, straight from the farmbox, steamed. You could have it with a tian of swiss chard, like I had for dinner this evening (from this week's farm box, as pictured here. I did not take a photo of the plain spinach, but I did eat quite a bit of it.). We also had a big farmbox salad, and crusty bread to mop up juices.
Swiss chard is a relative of the beet, which may explain why this ruby chard dish looks like some sort of raspberry crumble.
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