if you're like me, the end of summer calls for alcohol and lots of it. anything to help forget that school is starting and you're a graduate student and you're surrounded by rowdy youths with their twerking and their bright eyes and bushy tails. tequila helps. tequila helps you forget that you wasted valuable brain cells learning what the hell twerking was.
i still don't understand what twerking is. perhaps that's a sign that i'm old.
perhaps another sign that i'm old is that i only use tequila in marinades now. i became obsessed with the quest for the perfect tequila lime chicken this summer and lo, this is the result. citrus and tequila are a match made in heaven and if you can't drink it, you might as well grill with it. it tastes like summer. the flavors are bright and everyone knows that charred grill marks make everything better. leftovers are amenable to being chopped and rolled up in tortillas with guacamole or - if you're more virtuous than i - tossed with a salad.
juice of one lime
juice of one orange
zest of one lime
1/4 cup of olive oil
1/4 cup of silver tequila
dash pepper
dash salt
1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breasts
my favorite part of making chicken is pounding the chicken out. it really reduces your cooking time and if you're like me, when you're hungry you're hungry NOW. it's also an excellent way to vent your frustration with life, the patriarchy, and the aforementioned youths. so pound your chicken flat with a mallet or similar blunt instrument.
mix up the marinade in a bowl and dump it over the chicken. close the bag and give it a good shake and massage. pop it in the fridge for at least an hour.
y'all are adults. you know how to grill. grill chicken to a 165 so you can eat it and not die of food poisoning.
how i grill. with a book and a cocktail.
sprinkle with roughly chopped cilantro and serve with salads. feel very virtuous because you're eating salad and grilled chicken. ruin it by drinking an entire bottle of wine with dinner. oops~
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