Ewwww, I don't think so, but this is the way the Engineer likes it. He's in charge of thermal transfer once the thermometer's placed and the meat is in the oven. He's the decider of when it comes out.
He has the chutzpah to make fun of my preference for chicken that's just a wee bit pink at the bone.
Ah well, to each his own.
P.S. My dinner was mostly vegetarian this evening - surprise.
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Dang. Living with someone can take some nerve, I see.
I'm thinking a few more minutes in the oven would have made it easier to chew and cut down on the ewwww factor! I doubt you will get trichinosis though. I heard the last case was years ago.
It would go back in the oven at my house....
Um, I'm with you. Ick.
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