Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Why did the chicken cross the road?*

Brian made dinner Monday night, since I made breakfast and had a meeting until 7:30. So he did the shopping while I sat in committee, and was making dinner when I got home. He served me the most beautiful plate of grilled chicken, salad, and rice. I was so hungry. Usually I find grilled chicken dry and unappealing, but this chicken was beautiful!! I cut into it, expecting it to be raw in the middle because it was so tender. It was perfectly cooked through, and so moist!! I could not say enough good about it. I cautioned him that if he is so good at cooking soon he'll have to take over. After all, I've already put him in charge of red pasta sauce, bacon, and eggs. (I'm not saying I can't cook those... but he's really good at them, and let's encourage some division of cooking labor, am I right?)


This is about the point where he gets a sheepish look on his face. The corners of his lips pull up slightly. "What?", I demand. "I'm never going to be able to recreate it!" he declares.

And so the story of the chicken unfolds. This chicken started the afternoon frozen in a ziplock bag. He took it out, opened it up, and dumped in some marinade.
And then? He took it with him. To run errands.

Let me say that last part again.
He took the chicken with him to run errands.

Let me paint the picture further. This ziplock of chicken rode in his car - in the passenger seat - while he went to CVS for gel insoles, went to Trader Joe's for some spinach for the salad and a bunch of etc groceries, and I believe for a stop at his house. When he stopped at traffic lights, he would reach over and massage the chicken through the bag to rub in the oils and help defrost the middle more.
Luckily, he also gives me massages. I'd hate to be jealous of the chicken.

His methods are not conventional... but let me tell you this was probably the best piece of chicken I've ever eaten. I don't intend to write up a recipe card for it... but it was delicious!!

Till next time!

*Title inspired by my mom. :)


  1. Ok, I can "see" B with that look on his face - you tell the story so well - how FUN! This is a GREAT post - I read it at work and laughed out loud!!! Then I was busted and had to share with my co-workers! Oh dear. But they laughed, too! Great story. Keep it real!

  2. Hey there! I'm an avid follower of your Mom's blog (Your Mom is the sweetest!) I was reading her blog this morning and she mentioned your blog. Congrats on it! Looks great and I enjoyed this story. I cringed a little because I immediately think of the heat we are having here and that piece of meat sitting in a hot car! LOL Fun story. Best, Curt

  3. I cannot believe that Brian took the chicken with him, and yet somehow I can. I just started reading your blog and I love it! Will definitely try some of these recipes sometime.



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