The cold front is bringing a line of thunderstorms through the area so I jetted out of work early to get dinner done.
Chicken was unceremoniously tossed on the spit, and as it was thundering already I didn't bother looking for something to act as butcher twine to truss the bird.
The bird was seasoned with an all natural rotisserie rub found at our local Mennonite store as the performer was heating up.
After about 20 minutes spinning away, I had to brave the rain and take a peek.
Plating in about a hour or so after a rest. More pics to come.
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