I'm a thigh man, though I am ashamed to admit: it was not always so. I grew up, in fact, turning my naive little nose up at dark meat. I actively avoided the stuff. I was a strict white meat guy, a fan of the Perdue boneless breast, and now that I look back on it, a person who apparently didn't care much for how things actually taste. But then, a couple of summers ago, our tiny universe expanded. In our search for the perfect grilled chicken recipe -- i.e., a grilled chicken recipe that (a) we could serve to guests and that (b) did not suck -- we discovered boneless thighs. O boneless chicken thighs, where had you been all my life? This was a revelation. They took to our
Chicken of the Year
Chicken of the Year
Chicken of the Year
I'm a thigh man, though I am ashamed to admit: it was not always so. I grew up, in fact, turning my naive little nose up at dark meat. I actively avoided the stuff. I was a strict white meat guy, a fan of the Perdue boneless breast, and now that I look back on it, a person who apparently didn't care much for how things actually taste. But then, a couple of summers ago, our tiny universe expanded. In our search for the perfect grilled chicken recipe -- i.e., a grilled chicken recipe that (a) we could serve to guests and that (b) did not suck -- we discovered boneless thighs. O boneless chicken thighs, where had you been all my life? This was a revelation. They took to our