Yesterday was one of those days. One of those “what the ever-lovin’ hell am I supposed to make for dinner???” days.
I had a freezer full of chicken. I had green beans that absolutely had to be used. Like yesterday. And that was it.
Well not really. I also had a clingy infant who hates riding in the car and a preschooler that was having a difficult day. A grocery run felt akin to a suicide mission.
I could have made this. But I had no potatoes.
I thought about chicken soup. But no…
Searching Pinterest, I found this recipe for Hawaiian BBQ on one of my boards. It looked tasty, but oi. Not exactly Paleo.
But it could be. *insert evil laughter here*
Paleo Hawaiian BBQ
adapted from Best Recipes Evah
1/2 c maple syrup
1/2 c blackstrap molasses
3/4 c coconut aminos
1/4 c Red Boat fish sauce
2 tbs minced garlic
1 1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/2 medium onion sliced
1 stick of grass-fed butter (like Kerrygold)
1 1/2 lbs meat of choice
Throw your ingredients in a gallon size Ziploc bag. Give it a bunch of squishes to mix everything up. Add your chicken. (I used four thighs and 8 legs. Pork would be good in this too. So would salmon. And beef.) Toss it around a little to get everything coated.
Shit. Close the bag first, ya dummy. Mop, repeat the above and close the bag. Proceed.
Marinate your meat (heh) for at least 4 hours. I gave it about 6, turning it every 2 hours or so.
Heat your oven to 350. Take a Pyrex baking dish (9×13 or 10×15) and throw a stick of butter in there (unwrapped, for the special crowd.) Put the baking dish in the oven until the butter is melted. Take the dish out, arrange the meat in a single layer and return to the oven. Bake for about a 1/2 hour for bone-in chicken, turning the pieces at the 15 minute mark. If you’re using something besides bone-in chicken, I have no cooking time for you. Sorry. Stick it in there, pay attention, turn it once and take it out when it’s done. Bone in meat takes longer to cook than boneless. Godspeed.
We had this with brown rice and steamed green beans. It was YUM. I wish I had pictures of this, but my family scarfed it down like savages. Plus my pictures always suck, so it’s actually a kindness. If you really need a picture, make it and Instagram that bitch.