As a douchey manager of mine once said [at a work meeting that included scenes from Braveheart and pizza],
“You’re either on the bus, or you’re off the bus.”
such deep. much philosophical.
My point? ‘Tis finally time to hop back on the hypothetical blogging bus.
It’s BBQ season. The most patriotic time of the year. Filled with pork, chicken, beef, ribs, burgers, brats, hotdogs… all in one day… all in one meal. ‘MERICA!
SUMMER IS BACK GUYS. Well, my favorite part of summer is at least. When it varies between 60 and 80 degrees, which means I haven’t quite gotten to the A/C-less induced rage that is my life, AND I get to utilize 75% of the 30% items that I actually wear in my closet. MATH.
Seeing as I’m a strong advocate for lazy cooking, I’ve decided I shall share a crock pot recipe today.
Chicken has been on sale lately at the grocery store and as a result, I’ve purchased a fuck ton of it. Now I love chicken as much as the next chicken lover, but at times my creativity runs dry, especially when you have 6 extra chicken boobs lookin’ at ya all funny and raw-like. Solution? Throw ’em in the crock pot with some sauces and call it a day. And by jove, that’s just what I did.
I’ve actually made TWO kinds of pulled chicken as of late. Double the chicken, double the fun! Here’s the Sesame Pulled Chicken I prepared per this recipe. I also steamed broccoli and made brown rice with it. SO GEWD.
Moving right along to more important things like BBQ sauce. I take sauces quite seriously. Ask my friends and family and any server that’s served me at a restaurant. I love sauce so much so that it breaks my little heart when people order things dry or sauceless. More sauce is more better. Forever.
I found this recipe for Sweet Baby Ray’s Crock Pot Barbecue Chicken HERE. If you didn’t read that last sentence in a southern accent, please go back and read it again. You’re welcome.
Here are the ingredients/directions:
- 5 to 6 boneless skinless chicken breasts thawed
- 1 (18 oz ) bottle of Sweet Baby Ray’s BBQ sauce
- 2 tablespoons vinegar
- ½ cup of brown sugar
- 1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
- ½ teaspoon garlic powder
- 1 full (18 oz ) jar of Peach Preserves (optional)
- Mix all ingredients together (except the chicken)
- Put chicken in the crock pot and pour sauce mixture over the top.
- With a large spoon, stir all together, coating chicken well.
- Cook on low for 4 to 6 hours, or until chicken is fall apart tender.
- Pull chicken the best way you know how. (I use 2 forks, but you could be smarter and more handy than I am.)
DERP. Could this be any easier to make? The only issue I had making this was the fact that I forgot to plug in the crock pot. I turned the switch on and left the chicken. I went back to stir and check on it about 2 hours later to find out nothing was happening. Eye roll.
Maybe it’s just my logic, but when I think about pulled meat, I envision a cook slaving away in the kitchen for hours upon hours. Tenderizing the meat, pulling each individual piece of it apart when in reality, you could make this while you’re gone all day at work and come home to the perfect meal. How neat is that?
This recipe yields a literal ton of chicken. Like, the 2000 pounds kind of ton (NO, this is not a slight embellishment and NO I did not have to google how many pounds are in a ton). So, the whole style of eating it also merits a level of creativity you may not have been mentally prepared for originally. In my personal opinion, I found that the best way to get this deliciously saucy meat to your stomach is sandwiched between two halves of a hawaiian sweet roll. Like you needed more excuses to eat those, right?
I have a feeling that cole slaw would be the perfect companion to this meal. And more BBQ sauce. Oh, and baked sweet potatoes! Oh wow, it just occurred to me how good that would be. Guess I’ll be making this again real soon.
Make this for a: a. BBQ; b. potluck; c. holiday; or d. all of the above and impress your friends, family, and uncomfortable acquaintances. Then when they ask you how you made something so mind-blowingly amazing, be super mysterious. It’s a surefire way to become the coolest friend, family member and/or uncomfortable acquaintance that they have. wink
Okay, well that’s all I’ve got. Here’s to officially being back on the bus. Or whatever the hell it is that I am.