Testing another recipe gave me an excuse for a Friday braai: chicken pieces, apricot jam, lots of lemon, garlic, chile and many bay leaves. Hot fire, hot pan, about twenty minutes.
Yes, I know it looks quite black.
"I smell smoke, man! Fire!"
Brooklyn roofsunset. I stuck my hand up over the roof. The black bubbles are my skylights.
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