I’m a simple kind of woman, and I know you’re jumping to the conclusion that I am simple-minded (and, fine, I am that sometimes), but mostly I mean that I don’t like things to be complicated. I like people to say what they mean and take them at their word. I like my wardrobe to be streamlined and super easy to mix and match. (Yoga pants match everything.) I stick with the old classic cuss-words like shit and fuck, generally. And I like my recipes to use as few ingredients, dishes, and steps as possible.
So I thought I’d give Greek chicken a try, even though it has a lot of ingredients, because the instructions are dead easy and it only uses one dish, so two out of three. It does use a lot of ingredients, but on the plus side, they’re all really easy to acquire.
Those of you who are scared of artichoke hearts need to get over it. Terrible name. I know. There’s nothing nice about “choke” and “hearts” when it comes to food, and “arti” isn’t enough to redeem it. But they’re delicious, and they’re a main component of this dish. Well, chicken is the mainiest main ingredient, I guess…
You’re supposed to use bone-in, skin-on thighs. These are boneless, skinless chicken breast tenderloins. I’m a rebel.
You seriously just dump all the ingredients on top, let it marinate for a few hours, and then cook it in the dish it’s already in.
Really it’s Level Dumbass, which is my favorite.
I was a little worried about the reception of this dish. I knew I would like it, but it was my night to cook for me and the husband, and the words “artichoke hearts” did not instill much confidence, plus he’s not the biggest fan of olives. We were on different schedules the night I made it, so I ate some and then left the rest for my husband.
I came home to rave reviews. Apparently, this pleases my husband more than man-pleasing chicken. Go figure. I have finally mastered the cock. (Too far?)
(Bonus? It’s paleo. I know, I know. Shut up. It makes me happy.)