My feelings about BBQ chicken could have really been summed up as “meh.” Until now. It was BK’s turn to pick dinner and BBQ chicken it was. I faithfully basted the little guys with some BBQ sauce and let them sit for a few hours. Then we grilled.
Well, I don’t even know what to say. They were crispy and carmelized and BK cooked them just perfectly. Its been two days and I can’t stop thinking about that amazing BBQ chicken…
Who knew?
Same with the vegetables. I don’t dislike veggies, but I don’t gobble them up. But zucchini, onions, potatoes, asparagus or peppers brushed with a little olive oil and sprinkled with some coarse salt and freshly ground pepper, then grilled so they have a bit of char on them? So good. I know this probably falls into the “how were you so completely unaware of this” camp, but I just love them. And lucky for me, BK hates onions and zucchini, so I get them all to myself. I gobbled them up. Just like a turkey. Gobble gobble.
P.S. In case you were wondering, that first home-grown zucchini tasted amazing. Like freshness and butter and hard, hard work battling amazon plants and bugs.
the little kimchi pierogi 