Mike hates when I play Mad Scientist in the kitchen...

Nothing sends my husband running for the hills more than the statement "I'm trying something new for dinner tonight."  Not that I'm a bad cook...no, not at all.  But I've got as many hits as Hanson (oh, I went there).  Anyway, today I was putting together my weekly shopping list by going through the weekly specials at our grocery store.  When I saw chicken for $.57, I practically jogged out the door...until I saw it was the price for a whole chicken by the pound.  Yes, I've cooked with chicken before, and yes, I've got a lot of recipes.  No, I have never cooked a giant bird, cut it up and lived off this entire animal for a week like Annie Oakley on the range.  That's exactly what it sounded like to me.  Anyway, being a frugal gourmet (read: food addict), I found myself incapable of paying almost $3 per pound for the lazy-man's pre-cut poultry.  So, here it goes.  I'm in my kitchen with a crying baby in the background and a whole chicken waiting for me on the counter.  Dare I?