So, I've been thinking about these since last Monday's airing of How I Met Your Mother-- Lily meets The Mother on the train and they bond over cookies. Peanut butter, caramel, and chocolate cookies.
They're good enough to get me to write up my first post in over a year.
Adapted from People. Which is the first time I've ever said that.
I'm behind on my posting-- this was originally written in July, and then set aside until I got around to uploading photos, six months later. Pretend it's summer, and fire up the grill!
This has become a staple dinner for us; we've been eating it almost weekly all summer. It's very easy, and turns out a perfect chicken every time, with juicy meat and crispy skin. Except for once. It turns out that turning off the middle burner IS important.
I think my husband put it it best when we were eating Donato's on Saturday. "Great. Now you've ruined pizza." This method of homemade pizza not only beats any frozen pizza (not that hard, admittedly) but also gets you better pizza than calling up anyone that delivers.
The problem with making pizza at home is usually that your oven only goes up to 500 degrees or so, while a 'real' pizza oven is at least 100-200 degrees hotter. Your grill doesn't have that limitation.