Nick: Over the next 100 days, this chick will become my best friend. I'll give him the best life any chicken has ever had with five star sushi dinners, a birthday party, and so much more. But on day 100, I will cook him.
We're starting here on day zero, where these eggs are just about to hatch. They're starting to move around and I can hear little chirping sounds. Come on, little buddy, you can do this.
I promise I won't cook you. At least not yet. Apparently, I'm not supposed to touch them yet, so let's leave them to hatch and we'll come back tomorrow.
It's officially day one, and our chicks spent the night sleeping under a heat lamp. But apparently at this stage in the process, they can still die very easily. So we have to be careful.
Oh, my. God, they're so cute. Today we're doing something very important.
Choosing the chicken that I'll be raising in this video. He's biting me. He is biting my arm.
I wish I could pick all you guys, but I can't. Which is why I've built this maze. The mission is simple.
The chicks will start here, and whichever one makes it all the way to the finish line first will become my best friend. On your marks. Get set.
Go! We're getting some movement over to the corner here. I'm going to start laying some food out in the proper path, and we're going to see if that helps here.
Alrighty. It looks to be working. This guy is all the way here.
These guys are coming around the corner. No no no wrong way wrong way. You go out of bounds, you are disqualified.
You go back in the bucket. This guy is on a runaway lead. Oh, he's close, he's close, he's close, he's close.
We got a winner. We got a winner. Hey, buddy, this is my guy.
We're gonna have the best time ever together. Day two turned out to be cold and rainy. So I got our little friend here, an umbrella.
But even with that, he was still cold, so he got in the car to choose his name. I have a prize wheel here with ten different names. The options are omelet, Abraham Lincoln, Manny, salmonella.
I see you're laughing a little bit. Butter Caesar, tikka, Yanni, Bob. And one of my favorites, doctor Pecker.
Are you ready to find out your name? He just. Fell asleep.
Here we go. Bob, say hi to the world. Bob.
The farmer helping me out said that Bob was already showing signs that he'd grow big and fatty, which is perfect for eating, and to fatten him up even more. I brought him to a park and made a picnic for just the two of us, where I told him a bit about what we'd be doing together. Then we went to a farm to meet a few other animals, and before we knew it, it was already day 20.
Bob, I know you're probably wondering what on earth is going on here. On the count of three, I'm going to remove your blindfold. Ready?
One. Two. Three.
This is called the sushi restaurant. I rented out the entire place just for the two of us. And I've also flown in Bayashi, the biggest creator in Japan.
And he's made a special omakase menu for us to enjoy. Bayashi: Nick. Bob, I'm gonna make the best sushi ever.
Nick: And he's doing it all for you. Bayashi: Bob like wasabi? Nick: That's a no.
Bob for you. Bayashi has made a mini ten course omakase, perfect for a small chicken. And for me, he's made the exact same thing, but in regular human sized pieces.
No no no no, it's not unfair that yours is smaller. That's just. I'm bigger than you.
So, Bob, the way you eat sushi is with these little things here, which are called chopsticks. Basically, they're like a fork. But for when you're eating certain types of Japanese food.
Bayashi: But I have special chopsticks for you. Nick: Bob, look. These are the smallest chopsticks in the whole wide world.
They were made custom just for you. Why don't we take a bite? Bob.
Here. Have some. Eat some sushi.
It's so good, right? Mm. Bayashi: Bob, do you like my sushi?
Nick: Do you think he likes it? Bayashi: Yeah. Nick: He's only eaten one.
Bayashi: He's not hungry. Take this. Nick: You listed one chicken omakase for $8,000, and you listed one adult omakase for $1,000.
Bayashi: It's really hard to make. Nick: Bob, I'm not paying that. You're doing the bill.
Bob didn't end up paying the bill. But over the next 20 days, he did grow taller and fluffier. And his feet also turned a beautiful light blue color.
But most importantly, the farmer told me he was finally old and strong enough to visit the ocean. Welcome to day 40. Bob, tell them what we're doing today.
Oh, that means beach day. Strap in. Bob.
Now, Bob, when I was a kid, I came to this exact beach all summer long, and I have some of my very best memories here. And that's why today you and I are going to recreate all of those memories. I'm going to set you up on this nice beach towel with all these incredible toys.
And while you're hanging out, Bob having a few drinks, I'm gonna head out to sea and try to catch us some lobster to do a classic New England clam bake. Does that sound good? This is one of those moments that should show you truly how lucky Bob is.
I'm literally going out right now on a boat to try to catch him a lobster lunch, and he's just hanging out on the beach doing absolutely nothing right now. Here's our first trap. Oh.
Oh, oh, we got one. First trap. Bob, how lucky are you?
That is a beauty. I need at least one more lobster trap. Number two.
Please have a lobster. Oh, we got a big one. Ooh, look at him.
He's gorgeous to start out our lobster bake in go our lobsters. In my opinion, you can't have a good New England clambake without freshly shucked corn. I'll hit it with a bit of oil, and then I'm gonna toss on my mussels and my clams.
And you can't have a New England clambake without classic red potatoes. I think we're ready to go. This amazing spread of food is a classic New England clambake, one of my favorite things in the whole world.
Bob, this is clam chowder. Oh, he loves the clam chowder. He's eating.
Lobster. Oh. Bob, I knew I chose right when I chose you.
It looks like Bob is in a food coma and has fallen asleep. But he wasn't asleep for long because I invited some friends for a nice bonfire and s'mores to finish out our beach day. I think Bob thought I was going to cook him in the fire, but little did he know, he had a bit more growing to do before that can happen.
Speaking of which, he continued to grow steadily over the next ten days, getting more and more handsome every day. And because we were nearing his 50th birthday, I decided to surprise him with a custom tuxedo. On Bob's birthday, I invited my three brothers and we got a chicken birthday cake, chicken balloons, and even this beautiful chicken sculpture made from fruits and vegetables.
We even got him a birthday card! But I'll save the presents for the holidays later in this video. Let's get this party started with some hibachi.
Hibachi: Welcome, everybody. Who's ready for a chicken hibachi? Woman: Whoa!
No need. To leave. Hibachi: Just kidding.
Let's go. All right. You wanna try it, buddy?
Don't worry. I'm here. I got your back.
Nick: Do not break the egg in front of Bob. Hibachi: Break two. One in the head.
Let's go. Oops. Pete: Someone cover Bob's eyes.
Happy birthday. Hibachi: Bobby. This is fake act.
Don't worry about that. Nick: Fake eggs. Hear that?
Bob? Hibachi: I love you. Happy birthday.
Nick: He's so loved. Oh, here comes the fried rice. Oh, are you kidding me?
I'm gonna try some first. Now I'm gonna give you a little. He loves it, guys, as you can tell.
Bob also loves his vegetables, but I think he's saving most of his space for dessert. Happy birthday, dear Bob. Happy birthday to you.
Woo! Bob, this is the coolest birthday cake I have ever seen. And we got it for you because we love you.
Here we go. Bob, it's a good looking cake. You deserve it.
It was a great birthday party, indeed. But it means we're halfway through Bob's life. And as I watched him grow up over another ten days, I started to feel like his feathers were getting a little long.
I ended up bringing him to my personal barber for a haircut, and as crazy as it might sound, it actually went really well. I noticed that during the haircut, Bob kept watching the TV, which had a football game on, and he actually seemed really interested. So I knew right then and there what we were going to do next.
We're here today with one goal and one goal, only to get Bob on the jumbotron. Growing up, I played all different kinds of sports, and seeing this video of a chicken juggling an egg makes me wish Bob could have done the same. But he's just a regular, unathletic chicken.
Lucky for Bob, we're in Boston, arguably the most famous sports city in the entire world. We have a luxury suite filled with all kinds of food, drinks, and even live insects for you to snack on. Bob's getting the same type of treatment Taylor Swift gets when she goes to a football game.
Before the game starts. I have a few special messages for you. Tom: Hey Bob, what's up?
Tom Brady here. I heard you're going to your first football game so I have a great time. Good luck.
Go Pats. Christian: Hey Bob it's Christian Pulisic here. Captain of the USA soccer team.
Hope you have a great time at your first ever football game. Zdeno: Hey Bob. Zdeno Chara here from the Bruins.
I'm happy that you are a Boston sports fan, so enjoy the Patriots game. Red Sox Mascots: Hi, Bob, we are the Red Sox mascots! And we just want to wish you all the best at your first big sports game.
Nick: Now sit back and relax Bob. The game is about to start. Bob and I were having the best time.
We had a few snacks, joked around with some of my friends, and after watching just a few plays, Bob already seemed to understand football better than my girlfriend. Bob even got to meet a former quarterback for the Patriots. But just as I thought it might never happen, there we were.
Mission complete, Bob. But there was still one big mission we hadn't yet completed, and that was finding love. So over my next 20 days with Bob, which meant he'd soon have only ten days remaining, by the way, I thought about how I could get him a lover before the holidays, which it turns out, everybody calls cuffing Season.
I ended up traveling all the way to New York and getting him one of the biggest billboards in all of Times Square, but unfortunately it never worked out. Luckily, I knew just the holiday to get his mind off things. Our first holiday is Halloween and as you can see, we dressed up as chicken and waffles.
Bob, Halloween is scary and that's why we'll be doing this incredible haunted maze. Okay, I don't know if these things are real or if these are fake people. If this moves, I'm gonna freak out, I can't tell.
I mean, this is so still. Oh, God. Oh, God, that was terrifying.
I am on high alert. Oh my God, why is there someone on a swing? You can take the chicken.
I don't want any problems now. I don't know which way to go. I think I'm gonna go this way.
Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no. No no no no oh god oh God. Bob, you're on your own, Bob.
I don't know how he's doing it, but Bob is as cool as a cucumber right now. Okay. Why is there a chainsaw?
Oh, God. My heart is beating so fast right now. This is the very last thing we have to pass through.
It's called the doll house, and it's pretty obvious why once you're in here. Oh, what? Do not open.
That is a sign that I'm gonna listen to. I'm definitely not gonna touch that. Oh!
Oh, God. Oh my God. After being brutally scared a few more times, we made it to the finish line, where there was a pumpkin that had Bob carved into it, which I used to make a pumpkin pie for our next holiday.
Bob, take a seat. Welcome to Thanksgiving. I love this holiday.
It's all about being with your loved ones, your friends, your family. As you can see, I have made a massive spread of food for us. We have all the Thanksgiving classics, including a vegan turkey.
Don't worry, we're not going to be eating one of your cousins. But first, my family likes to go around the table and say something that we're thankful for. I will start.
I'm thankful that I met you, Bob. In the past, the only thing I've done with chickens are eat them. And you showed me a different side of animals that I've never seen before.
Over the last 90 days, you've become my friend. I've had a lot of fun. And I am so grateful that I met you.
Why don't we carve the bird together? The things I do for you are insane. Talk about a dry turkey.
I'm gonna try a piece here. Oh, no no no no. No no no no no no no no no.
No no no no no. Chicken of mine is not going to want some mashed potatoes and gravy. Oh it's so good isn't it.
And then Bob, there's this huge argument among a lot of people, whether they like canned or fresh cranberry I like canned. I want you to try it and see what you think. But there's more.
This entire apple pie is for you. I told him it's homemade, but it's not. Man, I'm tired from all that food.
Bob, you look tired too. Let's do a quick nap before we celebrate Christmas. Santa Claus: Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas, everybody. Check out that snow. It's big and beautiful, just like Bob.
Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas! Bob.
Nick: Bob, welcome to my favorite holiday ever, Christmas. Santa Claus: We are going to celebrate with presents, and my job is to find out who's been naughty and who's been nice. And I might have some extra treats for you as well.
Bob. Now tell me, Nick, has Bob been good this year? Nick: Bob has been the best chicken ever.
And we have these chicken cookies and milk for you here, Santa. Santa Claus: In all the years I've been Santa Claus, I don't think anybody has ever made me a wonderful chicken cookie like this. Nick: Bob, that.
Looks just like you. Santa Claus: I think we might have something very fun for Bob in his stocking. Bob, I know you're going to like it.
If you're excited, say nothing. I've been thinking about what to get you all year. And of course, I thought maybe little chicken booties might be the ones to get for you.
Nick: Everybody gets a pair of socks on Christmas at some point, right? Santa Claus: Can't go wrong with the socks. Let's open your stocking, Nick, and find out what we have for you.
Nick: Here we go. You gave me. coal.
Santa Claus: Nick. You know what you did. Nick: This is.
Your gift. Santa Claus: Bob. I know you're gonna like this.
The elves worked very hard on this for you. Nick: It's a movie. Santa Claus: We love to watch chicken run at the North Pole.
Bob, I think you're going to be very inspired by that now, Bob, because it's your first Christmas, I've prepared a very special story for you. It was the night before Christmas when all through the coop, not a feather was ruffling. Not even a swoop.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care. Nick: As Santa read the Christmas story, I realized that I'd forgotten to get Bob a Christmas gift. And because this was probably our last full day together before I cooked him, I thought I should get him something really special.
So I thought to myself, if I were a chicken, what would be my one wish? And the answer was simple I'd want to fly. So I made a few quick phone calls and rented Bob a helicopter for the rest of the day.
And while I can't be certain, I bet this is the first chicken ever to get a private helicopter ride. And that is a pretty special Christmas gift. But the fun didn't last for long, because it was time for my final day with Bob, and I wanted to do something extra special together.
Elephant in the room. It's day 100 and that means it's our last day together. But before it all ends, I wanted to do something special.
Just me and you one last time. So I spent a while looking at all of our most exciting memories together. And that's why I made a movie about Nick and Bob.
Nick: Oh, this is gonna make me cry. And spoiler alert, it did make me cry. But I'm not going to show you that camera angle.
So instead, I thought I'd show you a few scenes of that chicken movie that Bob got for Christmas while I wipe away my tears. And now that it's day 100, let's go get this over with. I'm going to start by coating the whole chicken in olive oil.
Really make sure to coat every nook and cranny. I'm sorry, Bob, once your chicken's fully been coated in all that olive oil, we're going to go ahead with a nice, generous pinch of salt. I'm using some really nice flaky salt to be special for Bob.
Now, at this point you can really just use whatever seasonings you want. It doesn't really matter. Nothing matters.
In honor of Bob, we're going to be making my favorite food in the world rotisserie chicken. I actually told Bob multiple times that this was my favorite food, but never did he probably think that he was going to turn into one someday. I don't want to watch this part.
Behind this plate of chicken is four months of laughs, of new experiences, of food, of lots and lots of love. I'm going to dip it in Bob's juice.
