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| Bernie's Grilled Chicken |
I got a compliment today from my son-in-law John. He said that if he had a choice between my grilled chicken and KFC, he would choose my chicken every time. He and my daughter have been married long enough that I know he wasn't just trying to suck up. In fact, as far as I know, he's never much tried to suck up to anybody in the world (with the possible exception of my daughter).
That's one of the reasons I like living in California's Central Valley. Here it is December, and I am able to go out on the back patio and fire up the grill. No shoveling snow, no digging the grill out of winter storage, all I needed to do was to take the cover off and fire it up.
I've really honed my chicken skills this past year. I am able to get that nice smokey flavor and the savory crispy skin bits that grilling affords meat, but I keep the meat juicy and tender. I also did some Portabello mushrooms and asparagus spears on the grill. You don't see them in the above picture because they got no bones, but they too were very tasty.
John tells me that my chicken is perhaps as good as Grandma May's, lacking only Grandma May's famous gravy. Of course, one must wonder if my cooking would be as good if it were not a mere two weeks from Christmas? Could it be that John is taking advantage our fine California weather to do a little pre-Christmas "fishing?"
Hmmm...
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