As soon as it gets gorgeous out, the first thing you want to do is whip the cover off the grill and throw on some burgers and dogs. But what about after that? With a stretch of nice days its easy to run through your usual grilling repertoire and run out of ideas. So why don’t we do a little island-inspired grilled chicken? Pineapple Passion Fruit Glazed Chicken we first made during our trip to Kaua’i in February.
Posts from the ‘Main Course’ Category
Hold the phone, is this seriously a post for tacos? Are you trying to tell me there’s some grand secret for browning some ground beef in a skillet, adding some spices and then piling it into a crunchy store-bought shell with lettuce, cheese and salsa? Look closer, my friend. That there taco isn’t a standard issue Taco Bell remake. So what gives? It’s a pre-Taco Tuesday Taste-Off.
Let’s face it, one of the best things about sandwiches is chips. There are few things more perfectly nostalgic than a PB&J with a mini bag of Lay’s classic potato chips, or a tuna salad sandwich with some Ruffles crunched down on top, or pretty much any sandwich plus Doritos. My latest chip obsession is Kettle Chips’ Red Chili, a flavor they’ve brought back for a limited time to celebrate their 30th birthday. They’re dang close to the Miss Vickie’s Sweet Chili and Sour Cream I’ve only been able to get in Canada and they’re perfect with this Tzatziki Chicken Salad Sandwich.
This week kicked my butt. I knew it was coming, but it still owned me. Knowing the days would be long, before work I was either making couscous and farro and prepping vegetables or getting my workout in. Two dinners this week were salads — whipped together variations of chicken, spinach, some grain or other, and whatever citrus or dried fruit was in the pantry. One night I managed to sauté some chicken and roast cauliflower, but by Thursday, I had no ideas, so Wolf brought home a Costco pizza. Then Friday, I was on my own. With no grocery shopping happening either, a can of black beans saved me. I made Can You Stay for Dinner’s black bean quinoa burgers. It turned out to be the genesis of something bigger – a chicken, black bean and quinoa bake.
Every Rom-Com, every book, every platitude says when you meet “The One,” you’ll just know. We didn’t lock eyes in a crowded airport terminal or pass each other on a train platform or have an awkward conversation about the weather in biology lab. We met on the Internet. And it’s like….magic. I have fallen completely, utterly and irrevocably in love. We are M-F-E-O (made for each other). My husband? What? No, I met him in a bar. I’m talking about the Baking Steel.