It's a holiday weekend in the United States, which means grilling. This is the BBQ sauce I use on my parboiled chicken parts.
2 cups cider vinegar
2/3 cup ketchup
1 tbsp mustard
1/2 cup brown sugar
2 tbsp chocolate or cocoa
1 tbsp Tabasco (more if you like)
1 tbsp lemon juice
1 tbsp soy sauce or tamari
2 tbsp butter
1 tsp red pepper flakes
A few cloves pressed garlic (as you like)
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
Combine all ingredients in heavy saucepan and cook over medium/low heat for 20-30 minutes.
Let cool before using on grill.
OK: the secret ingredient I sometimes use is replacing a half-cup of vinegar with a half-cup of the morning's leftover coffee, the stronger the better. (I've even used flat Coca-Cola, but increase the garlic or hot pepper if you do.)
I wasn't going to tell you that, but I adore you so there.
Dick Mac Recommends:
The Wild, the Innocent, & the E Street Shuffle
Bruce Springsteen
2 comments:
As usual, Dick Mac's taste in music is impeccable. Truly the lost gem in Springsteen's extensive catalog, "The Wild, The Innocent ..." is the first real showcase of the power and the glory that is the E Street Band. Long considered the kid sister of "Born to Run", which would be released barely two years later, the album shows stunningly mature songwriting from a 25-year old college drop-out from the wrong side of New Jersey. Manic drums by Vini (Mad Dog) Lopez, jangling, layered guitars from Bruce, jazz-by-way-of-Asbury Park keyboards from the great David Sancious, the birth of the opus that is a Clarence Clemons' sax solo, and horns straight out of a smoky joint on the boardwalk, all played with sweet abandon, always reminding us of the pure joy and abandon inherent in youthful innocence. From future showstoppers "Kitty's Back" and "Rosalita (Come Out Tonight), to the bittersweet "4th of July Asbury Park" and "New York City Serenade", the album delivers a stunning example of the power of rock and roll, while clearly demonstrating the sheer genius of America's greatest rocker since the King himself.
Thank you, BobO!
You don't mention Springsteen's opus "Incident On 57th Street," which I think is the song that defined him as one of America's finest storytellers.
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