Make This!

Made this chicken dish tonight.
So easy!
So good!
Make it and let me know what you think.
Enjoy!

Lemon Chicken

INGREDIENTS
3-4 pounds chicken parts (thighs and legs recommended), skin-on, bone-in, trimmed of excess fat
2 Tbsp lemon zest
1/3 cup lemon juice
2 cloves garlic, crushed
2 Tbsp fresh chopped thyme (or 2 teaspoons dried)
1 Tbsp fresh chopped rosemary (or 1 teaspoon dried)
1 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon black pepper
2-3 Tbsp melted butter
Lemon slices for garnish

METHOD
1 Place lemon juice, lemon peel, garlic, thyme, rosemary, salt, and pepper in a small bowl, whisk to combine.
With the tip of a sharp knife, cut into each chicken piece one or two times by about 1/2 an inch. (This will help the marinade penetrate.)
Place the chicken pieces and the marinade in a gallon-sized freezer bag. Rotate the bag so that all chicken pieces are coated with the marinade. Seal the bag and place in a bowl in the refrigerator (in case of leakage). Let marinate for 2 hours.

2 Preheat oven to 425°F. Remove chicken from marinade and place in a single layer in a large baking dish, skin side up. Reserve the marinade. Use a pastry brush to brush a little melted butter on to each piece of chicken.
3 Bake for a total of 50 to 55 minutes, until the skins are crispy brown, and the chicken is cooked through, juices running clear (breasts have an internal temperature of 165°F and thighs 175°F). Half-way through the baking, at about the 25 minute mark, baste the chicken pieces generously with reserved marinade.
Depending on the size of the breasts, they may be ready before the thighs, so if you are cooking a mix of chicken parts, keep that in mind, you may have to take them out of the oven before the thighs.
Let rest, covered in foil, for 10 minutes before serving.

4 Pour the juices from the pan into a serving bowl. Use a tablespoon to skim the fat off the top (save the fat for cooking with later, or discard, but do not discard down the drain or it will solidify and clog your drain). Serve the chicken with the juices on the side or a little poured over the top of the chicken.
Serves 4-6. Serve alone or with steamed rice.

Lovin' Etsy

Check out what I bought on Etsy!


LOVE IT!
I purchased it from Ling Glass.
I've gotten pendants from her before and I ALWAYS get compliments on them.
Check her out!
(so excited, can't wait for the pendant to arrive!!!)

Update To Last Post

No.
I did not date Ricky Martin.

-thank you Paul K.

COME ON OUT!!!!

So, apparently March is
"COME OUT TO KERRY" month.
Oh, there is one little stipulation:
you must be a
FORMER BOYFRIEND.
Yeah.
This month TWO, not one, but TWO
old boyfriends from college "found" me.
One through Facebook and one through
THIS BLOG
and they both had a little something to share with me.
THEY
ARE
GAY.
Now, please understand, I have NOTHING against
being gay.
Love the gays!
Love 'em!
It's just a little odd that two guys I haven't heard from in
years
and
years
and
years
decided to tell me within two weeks of each other.
And they don't even know each other.
Was there some sort of declaration on the news,
something I missed that required gay men to
let their unsuspecting old girlfriends (ok, I suspected)
know that they were indeed gay?
After the second email, I sat there a little
stunned, then marched over to Paul and demanded...
" IS THERE ANYTHING YOU NEED TO TELL ME????"

Another Openin', Another Show

So, Wednesday night I went to the opening
of a TERRIFIC new Off-Bway show called

It's the story of 9 African American boys who were
falsely accused of raping two white women in the 30's.
The musical is presented as a minstral show.

Very powerful and just terrific.
It was written by Kander and Ebb, the men who wrote
Chicago and Cabaret.
Paul represents all their musical interests so THAT'S
why we were there.
So, yes, were were there and so was...
David Hyde Pierce - two rows in front of us.

and Debra Monk sat next to Paul.

and Mario Cantone was sitting behind me.

and Chita Rivera was right in front of me.
I said to Paul, "Look, I could spit right on her head."
And he said, "Please don't do that."
Joel Grey sat down front. He's tiny.
Blair Brown was in the back.

I really don't know how I missed Liza.
I've been at parties with her and she is seriously,
always the MOST FAMOUS PERSON in the room.
They must have been hiding her under a chair or something
because the theater only had 199 seats.
The place would have exploded when she entered.
I think she just showed up for photos afterwards.

The show is sold out and hopefully will move to Bway after its run.
Truly powerful.

Need Meds for my Meds

So, if you read my last post
you'll see that I'm on 5 prescriptions.

I think they're having an affect on me.

I think they're making me
crazy
mean
obnoxious
agressive

Oh, and I'm still coughing.

A Lot Can Happen In 24 Hours

Ok, let's have a look at the last 24 hours of my life, shall we?

I have been coughing for, oh, let's say months and months.
My mother swears it's been 3 years.
Well, it was roughly this time yesterday that I was coughing
a little more than usual and wet my pants.
Look, after you have a baby, it's par for the course;
you laugh, cry, cough, you run the chance of wetting your pants.
Anyway, I didn't feel great, but just thought I was tired.
Went home, made choc chip cookies for Dylan's class.
Had ONE cookie.
ONE.
20 minutes later I'm coughing like I never coughed before.
Couldn't stop.
Even threw up.
Wheezing in and out.
Couldn't get a full breath.
Worrying, having trouble breathing, should we go to the hospital?
Am I having an allergic reaction to ONE chocolate cookie?
Lay down, try to calm down, and sleep.
Coughing has stopped, but still can't get a good breath.
Start to worry....a lot.
Can't sleep, and now my brain starts playing tricks on me
Starts convincing me that I'll die in my sleep from not breathing.
(seriously, this now constitutes a panic attack)
Crying - always good for trying to get a good breath.
Took a Xanax.
Finally fall asleep on the couch.
Call MDs office at 6am, need appt ASAP,
Said I may have had an allergic reaction or asthma attack.
Leave for work.....
Neighbor is behind me on the road, beeping.
I'm like, WTF??
I'm tired and now I'm annoyed.
I pull over
He pulls up.
"You have a flat tire."
SHIT!
Resist having a tantrum in front of my child.
Drive to service station.
Guess what - both tires on passenger side are low, one being flat.
Great.
Did I mention that Paul hit a major pothole?
I'm guessing this is from that.
So, fill up with air, good to go, will get it fixed tomorrow.
MD calls - appt at 11:30.
No, I didn't have an allergic reaction.
I have bronchial pneumonia.
Get that.
Bronchial pneumonia.
I said, "but you didn't take an xray."
She said, "but I can hear it. Go home and go to bed."
Whatever.
So I leave with 5 - count 'em- 5 prescriptions.
2 inhalers
Z-pac
nose spray
hydrocodone (the only one I'm excited about!)
Yeah,
So that's been my day.
How is yours going?

It's Like Crack

I braved potholes.
I braved weekend drivers.
I braved the I-278 interchange.

I went shopping at my favorite store yesterday.
Yes, I drove into Brooklyn by myself AGAIN.
As soon as I get on the BQE (Brooklyn-Queens Expy)
my heart starts to race...."I'm almost there!!!!"

I found a parking spot
ON THE STREET
about 50 yards away.

Seriously, I get so excited, my
breathing actually starts to quicken.

I went to Lee Lees Valise again.
I couldn't stop thinking about the things I didn't purchase
the last time I was there.
Paul sent me with a definite budget, which
I am happy to say I stayed within.
I came home with......



I know, I posted these same pics two posts ago
BUT the post was about how I WANTED them.
Now they're mine, MINE, ALL MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously, it's like crack, people.