Crisp-skinned. Juicy. Aromatic. Easy. Gorgeous. Heavenly. That’s what we’re hearing about this preparation for chicken (or rabbit). Sorta makes you wanna try it, eh?
Perfect. The best brine I’ve ever had. Oh. My. God. That’s what folks are saying about this simple weeknight supper solution.
You could call this sausages with mashed potatoes. But we sorta feel obliged to say bangers and mash. Faux British accent optional.
Let’s pretend, just for a moment, that we don’t mind stereotypes, shall we? Though this sammie can still make The Woman hungry.
You say artichoke. We say carciofi, Italian for “pointy leafy thing that turns meltingly tender when cooked like your nonna knows how.”
This is one besotted bird. As in blotto. Blitzed. Buzzed. Boozy. Not that we’re complaining. Nope. Not at all.
We can certainly understand why street food has catapulted into trendiness, assuming it all tastes as soulful as these skewers.
Easy, elegant, and exceptionally buttery. Pretty impressive for something that you toss together in less than 15 minutes, wouldn’t you agree?
Words sort of escape us when we attempt to describe just how simple, stunning, and scrumptious we find this dish. Just…wow.
How to make head-turning, crowd-pleasing ribs? Simple. Forgo the dry rub on ’em. Smoke ’em low and slow. And slather ’em with a boozy sauce.
There’s a lot to be said for a diner-style dish like this one, though we prefer ours minus the too-high counter, the sticky laminated menu, and the surly service.
This sweetly spicy little number wooed us from our very first spoonful, banishing bottled barbecue sauce forever from our pantries.
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