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Grilled Chicken con Sazon

Grilled Chicken con Sazon, originally uploaded by krisalis903.

I grilled this for lunch today. Go ahead and be jealous. It’s ok.

I recently discovered Goya’s Sazon con Achiote y Culantro. Honestly I’m not quite sure how I’ve lived my 31 years without it.

This seasoning comes in a little box in individual foil envelopes just ready for use.

For this particular batch, I actually seasoned the chicken the night before and let it sit in the fridge in a plastic ziplock bag overnight. It gives the sazon more time to make love to the chicken. Aw yeah.

Then this morning, I took the chicken out of the fridge to come up to room temperature and fired up the grill. I made sure to get the coals nice and hot (about 350-375F) and cooked the bone-in, chicken thighs for about 45 minutes, turning them about 2-3 times during the cooking process and spraying each thigh every 10 minutes or so with my secret basting liquid (an infused mixture of water, vinegar, sugar, onion, garlic, and jalapeno).

What I ended up with were perfectly cooked, juicy chicken thighs with slightly crispy skin, very similar to pork chicharones. And I know I’m supposed to be all healthy and stuff, but I couldn’t NOT eat the skin.

The only problem with Goya’s sazon is the first ingredient is MSG 🙁 Now I know there’s a lot of controversy surrounding MSG, no need to go all preachy on me and stuff. So eventually I’m going to try a no-MSG alternative, something similar to the recipe in this thread.

Do you have a special sazon recipe you can share?

The Church of Coffee

The Church of Coffee

There is a ritual to coffee comprised of sights, sounds, and smells. Every Saturday, my morning goes like this:

I open the freezer and take out the plastic container of beans. It hisses as I lift the airtight seal, like a sigh.

Three scoops into the burr grinder is all I need. I press the cap on, attach the handle, and start turning. Whirr, whirr, whirr… It’s easy to become hypnotized by the sound of the ceramic burr grinding each coffee bean, the the smell of the coffee wafting up from the grinder intoxicating.

I pour the coffee grounds into the urn of the automatic coffee maker. It’s an old machine. I’ve had it for as long as I can remember. I pour in the water and press the button. Seconds later, there is a familiar click, click, click of the water pump. Steam lifts from the water bay and carries with it the sweet, nutty scent of the coffee grounds. Within minutes, the coffee maker stops and my coffee is ready.

Let Them Eat Cake!

Let Them Eat Cake!, originally uploaded by krisalis903.

It was such an awesome feeling to wake up this morning, initially thinking it was Sunday, only to realize it was Saturday and I still had one more day left.

Yesterday I spent the entire day with my friend Lauren, her husband Jeff, and her mom tasting cake. Lots of cake.

Jeff and Lauren got married a year ago in a small ceremony and are having an intimate vow renewal reception for friends and family this coming fall. She has to call it a vow renewal since they technically already got married, but essentially it’s a wedding.

This by far has been the best wedding planning session I’ve been a part of. No trying on dresses, no parties to plan. So what’s my part in this whole deal? Eating cake!

Lauren and I share a deep and fervent love for baked goods so a few months ago, she asked if I would take part in the cake tasting. How could I deny such a request?

Still keeping my health goals in mind, I managed to eat only half of the already bite-sized pieces of each flavor we tried from both bakeries. And believe me, there was a lot of cake to try so it was still a significant amount of pastry I consumed. Nevertheless, I’m spending the rest of the weekend nursing my digestive system back to health.