So, today is Mother's Day, which we don't celebrate in our family
(because, quite frankly, every day is Mother's Day around here), and the
day before D2's birthday, which we celebrated today, because hey, it's
Sunday.
Which brings us to the question, what to blog about, motherhood or D2's milestone of turning two?
How about both?
I give you, ladies and gentlemen....
Toddler-Baked Chicken with Onions, Garlic, and Rosemary!
The
beauty of this dish is that it does not have to be done by a mom. It
can be a sitter, grandma, dad (I know, OMG) or anyone else. All it
requires is the presence of an active toddler, which is to say, pretty
much any toddler who is awake. I did it yesterday, for example, and it
was pretty successful.
Adapted from "All About Chicken" cookbook.
Makes 4 to 5 servings.
3.5 to 4.5 pounds chicken parts
3 medium onions
6 to 12 cloves garlic
4 tbsp olive oil
4 tsp minced fresh rosemary or 2 tsp dried crumbled
Gather
all your ingredients on the counter. Tell the toddler to step away from
the dishwasher. Tell him again. Come over there and drag him away,
giving him a toy to play with.
Turn oven to preheat to 400 degrees F.
Wash
the chicken and pat dry. Watch out of the corner of your eye as your
toddler drags a step stool over to the counter with the knife block.
Speed up the washing process.
Nervously eye the toddler as he
climbs very carefully up on the step stool and tell him in a dangerous
voice, "Dude, what did mommy say about kitchen counters?" This is to buy
you some time, because of course who in his right mind ever remembers
what mommy said about kitchen counters? Expedite the drying process,
fling the paper towel aside, and scoop the toddler off the counter. Put
him down and attempt to distract him.
Return to the cooking process in false hope that he's engaged in something.
Cut
onions into rings, nervously glancing over your shoulder and
miraculously not chopping your finger off. Thinly slice the garlic.
Toss
onions, garlic, 2 tbsp olive oil and rosemary together. Squawk in
surprise as your toddler rams you with his head from behind. Gather the
pieces that fell out on the counter and put them quickly back in. Five
second rule, plus, you just cleaned.
Drag the step stool over and
direct your toddler to climb up so he can watch, as you spread half the
mixture in a shallow baking dish or roasting pan just large enough to
hold all the chicken in a single layer. Talk to him the whole time
explaining every little thing you are doing, because it seems to
mesmerize him. Resist his attempts to help.
Season the
chicken liberally with salt and black pepper to taste. Accidentally
oversalt because someone reached over to happily slap a piece of
chicken. Drag the toddler with his step stool over to the sink so you can wash his hand as you try not to touch anything with your raw chickened hands.
The
toddler reaches over and snuggles into you saying tenderly,
"Maaaammaaaa!" Roll your eyes but get filled with enormous warmth.
Finish seasoning the chicken.
Put the chicken on top of
the onion mixture and cover with the remaining half. Drizzle with 2
tbsp olive oil. Snatch the knife out of toddler's hands that you forgot
to put away when you had him climb up on the step stool.
Put
the whole thing (minus the toddler) into the oven and bake until dark
meat pieces exude clear juices when pricked deeply with fork, about 45
to 55 minutes. If you are doing white meat (because certain members of
your household are picky that way), they won't exude anything, and you
should bake them a little longer, like 60-70 minutes.
Afterwards, take a nap. Serve for dinner, garnering lots of praise despite oversalting.
Simple, right?
So funny. A thoroughly good read.
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