The Sunday roast is ritual and comfort wrapped into one golden-skinned bird. There's a kind of magic in the simplicity: a good chicken, butter rubbed under the skin, lemon and thyme tucked inside, vegetables scattered around to roast in the drippings. The oven does the work, and time transforms everything. The skin crisps to a deep bronze, the meat stays juicy, and the vegetables caramelise into sweet, savoury bites. The smell alone is worth the wait—butter, herbs, roasting chicken filling every corner of your home. This is the meal that gathers people, that makes Sunday feel like Sunday. Serve it straight from the roasting pan, with all the golden vegetables and pan juices spooned over the top.
