Step 1:
Decide that since you’re eating so much chicken lately, it’s probably a good idea to buy high-quality meat. Get free-range, hormone-free boneless skinless chicken breasts from Trader Joe’s and pay double what you spent on the frozen Tyson chicken from Costco.
Step 2:
Ask your boyfriend, if he has time, to grill the chicken for you at some point in his day. You’re not having it for dinner that night but instead want some chicken pre-cooked that’ll last you a few days. He agrees, since he’s having the boys over for MNF and needs to cook up some potatoes for their dinner.
Step 3:
Make sure that your boyfriend just started upper-division classes at the local university and is really focused on his classes. So much so that he grills your chicken breasts…FOR OVER AN HOUR.
Step 4:
(Vegetarians or those who get grossed out easily…lo siento)
I put the lighter there for scale. They look like chicken wings, no? And there were as hard as hockey pucks. My dog was still interested in them, but she is a big fan of chicken in any and all forms. I did not let her indulge, of course, and into the trash these went.
And there you have it! Who said you can’t find useful information here at Healthy Twists?
Oh, and there is an additional step, should you need to, you know, EAT.
Step 5:
Pull out the aforementioned frozen chicken breasts. Thaw overnight and grill them your damn self. While you’re at it, grill up some CSA zucchini.
(Again, the lighter is there to show the difference in size.)
I marinated this chicken in a mixture of lime juice, rice wine vinegar, and ground ginger. I wanted something different than my go-to seasonings these days, Mrs. Dash Extra-Spicy Seasoning Blend and Trader Joe’s 21-Seasoning Salute, so I went with an Asian-type flavor. I can’t really taste the ginger or the lime, but the chicken was moist and flavorful from the grill, so mission accomplished there.
…sort of.
Have you ever had someone else do your cooking for you, and regretted it? Mitch felt bad about ruining my chicken (my expensive chicken at that!) so I don’t think he’ll make the same error should he offer to cook for me again. Guess that’s what I get for having such a studious boyfriend!
I’m off to read your blogs and watch Top Chef…love a Bravo marathon! Have a great night, everyone.
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Ouch….those look like some nasty chicken breasts. I’m a big fan of “If you want something done right, you need to do it yourself.”
YOUR chicken breasts look much better!!!
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Ah, that poor pollo! I think most people in my life are scared to cook for me because they know I prefer to eat my eats my way
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Hahaha, ohno! I guess sometimes it’s just better to do things yourself
Although, I don’t know how to grill, so I may end up with the charred chicken. I’m always getting my poor boyfriend (who only knows how to bbq steak) to grill veggie things for me. One time I gave him a slab of marinated tofu and he had no idea what to do with it. I too, ended up with a brick of black protein
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AHHH I would be so mad!!! I have to say, that’s never happened to me before, as I have never had Nick do the cooking for me. And when he does, he’s really good (he’s cooked maybe three times in the 3.5 years we have been together!!). So I give Mitch props for taking on the taste, but yikes, he needs to learn a few things. Ugh, I know what you mean too about having to spend extra money on the “better” chicken…and then to see it ruined, yuck. I’m glad you at least had a decent alternative, which looks like it turned out pretty good!
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haha I don’t usually like having other people cook for me. I am control freak when it comes to my food, how it’s prepared, what it’s cokoed with and how it plated/put into a sandwich. Wow, I sound like a crazy person.
On me and my former boyfriends second date he invited to his place to cook for me. He totally undercooked the meat! It was bad, but we still ate the sides and cooked pieces. Come to think of it, that happened more than once!
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Oh dear.
We only let my dad do the grilling once when I was a kid. The burgers tasted more like the charcoal briquettes than like something that once was beef. I’m glad the batch you cooked turned out so nicely.
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