Recipe time... chicken, prosciutto, and sage roll-ups.

I can't stop thinking about the dinner I made last night, and wishing there were leftovers to have for lunch today.

I took some thin-sliced chicken breasts (if you can't get those, pound regular chicken breasts flat with a mallet) and topped each one with a slice of prosciutto and two fresh sage leaves. Then I rolled them up tightly and seasoned the tops with salt and pepper. I sauteed the roll-ups (you want to start out seam-side down) in olive oil over medium-high heat for 10-15 minutes, until they were cooked through in the middle and were golden-brown and a little bit crisp on the outside.

Then I made a pan sauce with the drippings. I added a half-cup of white wine, about a third of a cup of chicken broth, and three or four more sage leaves chopped up; boiled it all for a few minutes to cook off the alcohol and concentrate the flavors; and finished it with a chunk of butter.

It was YUM. I am desperately hungry for more.

Guide us, LJ!

There's a baby bird in our yard, hopping around and chirping in what sounds like distress. It doesn't seem injured in any way - it's covered a fair bit of ground by hopping, and I've seen it flap its little useless wings.

There's a pair of cardinals that we usually see in the yard next door. When we come into the yard, they hang out on the first-floor roof peeking at us anxiously. I think they must be the parents. The baby has a little bit of a cardinal look to the shape of its head and beak.

We don't know where the baby came from or how it got into our yard. It can't fly. The cardinals have one nest in the yard of the house next door (a chain link fence and other barriers away), but I'm told that they tend to build serial nests and raise more than one family at a time. So there might be a nest closer by to us.

What's the appropriate course of action? Each of us has a different opinion.

Me: As long as the parents are alive and nearby, we should leave the baby alone. It has a better chance with its parents looking after it.

Michael: We should take it to an animal hospital. Or something.

Alex: I think this bird wants to be our pet. I'm going to pick some parsley for it. When we go out again, we need to buy some birdseed.

I'm vetoing Alex's plan that we keep the bird as a pet, but what's a better plan? Help us, LJ.

Updated to add: I don't know why I didn't immediately think to Google "found a baby bird."