Before I continue this post, I need you to know that I did not get to taste one piece of this 40 clove garlic chicken because of this four-legged monster. I made 10 chicken thighs. They smelled wonderful, they were browned to perfection, and his greedy tail ate 8 pieces of it, and probably licked the other two pieces for good measure. I do not eat after my animals. I don’t eat after my children for the most part, so I’m definitely not going to eat after a being that can lick itself in odd places.This 40 clove garlic chicken recipe is amazing. Yes, it's that good.
Yes, this is a recipe post. You’re getting full Natasha. For those of you who don’t like to read stories related to recipes, you can scan on down to the bottom to get it, and keep your eye rolls to yourselves. I know that eye-rollers exist. I’ve seen them!
Anyway, back to the recipe. I was looking for something to use up all of my garlic for, and came upon Ina Garten’s 40 clove garlic chicken. Guys, my chicken was so beautiful. SO BEAUTIFUL. It would have made Ina weep with joy. Now, only Dennis knows how good that chicken was, and he’s been looking at me with big brown eyes for days. This is why I hate animals in the kitchen. These four-legged beasts are too smart for their own good. Waited until I had to take a bathroom break and went for broke.
The garlic cooked up just right too. No burning of it so that it became bitter. It was fragrant, and the fact that it cooked down to the point where I could smash it with a spoon, was just perfect. >sigh< The frond on the bottom of the dutch oven was ready to be de-glazed with cognac and white wine (yes, I don’t drink “hard” liquor, but I cook with it) and form a sauce so rich that you’d try to slap your mama.
And I didn’t get to taste not ONE PIECE OF IT!
I did however, get to photograph the wonderful dish, and dream about the creamy mashed potatoes that were going to accompany the chicken. Dennis is dead to me.
Do you see that wonderfully browned skin? DO YOU SEE IT?!
Here’s the recipe for you to enjoy, and yes, I will be making this tonight for dinner, and putting Dennis on the back porch. So he can sell it, but not steal it.