Long before The Soprano's were a household name - I dated a guy who had "ties" to the "mafia"...not that there is such a thing, mind you...He was nothing like anyone who ever showed up in an episode of The Soprano's...he was beautiful - I mean drop-dead gorgeous and he was polite and kind and rich - for our first date this guy had one of the best restaurants in the city closed down just so the two of us could have a private dinner! And after our date he sent me roses - no one had ever done that! At the time, I had no idea who he was - I just thought I'd found Mr. Right....
Our second date was very interesting....we went to a comedy club, which he mentioned that he owned and it was fun and different from my usual bowling dates. Afterwards we were going to dinner but he said he needed to stop somewhere first, we drove into an area of town that I was not familiar with and stopped in front of a little Italian restaurant. When I followed him through the door I was hit by a wall of garlic! The smell was so strong - I LOVED it!! He asked me to wait by the door - I watched him as he went over to a large table where 10 or 12 men were seated - all of them eating with napkins tucked in around their collars - he talked with them for a short time - I could not hear what they were saying - not that I cared - I was too busy taking in the aromas - I did think it strange that they were the only people in the restaurant....and then we left and had a nice dinner in town and he took me home. I thought it was the perfect date except for the stop at the Italian restaurant which I could have done without.
What can I say? I was young and stupid....it was not until my parents were out one night with friends that I learned who he really was! Their friends asked how I was doing in front of another couple and my my mom told them that I had a new boyfriend and mentioned his name (which I don't dare mention because I don't know if he's in or out of the Federal Pen!) When this couple heard his name - the guy told my parents that they needed to get me as far away from my new boyfriend as possible...this guy worked for the FBI Task Force on Organized Crime and apparently knew things about my new boyfriend that I did not! So that was the end of that! At first I had a hard time believing what the FBI guy said....I mean, he was just so nice and so charming and he sent me roses!!! But after reading a few back articles in the newspaper I realized he was telling the truth...Mr. Right was Mr. Wrong. But all's well that ends well....I soon met Mr. Wrong, the mister, and he turned out to be Mr. Right.
This recipe reminds me of the smell of that Italian restaurant - so long ago...40 cloves of garlic might seem like overkill but it's not as over-powering as you might think...and you won't have to worry about vampires.
Chicken with 40 Cloves of Garlic - Cook's Illustrated, January 2008
Table salt
1 (3 1/2 to 4-pound) chicken, cut into 8 pieces (4 breast pieces - cut them in two, 2 thighs, 2 drumsticks) and trimmed of excess fat (I used boneless, skinless chicken breast and thighs)
Ground black pepper
3 medium garlic heads (about 8 ounces), outer papery skins removed, cloves separated and unpeeled, you will get 40 plus cloves out of these 3 heads
2 medium shallots, peeled and quartered pole to pole
1 tablespoon olive oil
2 sprigs fresh Thyme
1 sprig fresh Rosemary
1 bay leaf
3/4 cup dry vermouth or dry white wine (I used white wine)
3/4 cup low-sodium chicken broth (low sodium because of the brined chicken)
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
Adjust oven rack to middle position and heat oven to 400 degrees. Dissolve 1/4 cup salt in 2 quarts cold tap water in large container or bowl; submerge chicken pieces in brine and refrigerate 30 minutes. Meanwhile, toss garlic and shallots with 2 teaspoons olive oil and salt and pepper to taste in 9-inch pie plate; cover tightly with foil and roast until softened and beginning to brown, about 30 minutes, shaking pan once to toss contents after 15 minutes (foil can be left on during tossing). Uncover, stir, and continue to roast, uncovered, until browned and fully tender, 10 minutes longer, stirring once or twice. Remove from oven and increase oven temperature to 450 degrees.
After 30 minutes remove chicken from refrigerator, rinse pieces under running water and thoroughly pat dry with paper towels. Season both side of chicken pieces with pepper.
Using kitchen twine, tie together thyme, rosemary, and bay leaf; set aside. Heat remaining teaspoon of oil in 12-inch heavy-bottomed oven safe skillet over medium-high heat until beginning to smoke; swirl to coat pan with oil. Brown chicken pieces skin-side down until deep golden, about 5 minutes; using tongs, turn chicken pieces and brown until golden on second side, about 4 minutes longer. Transfer chicken to large plate and discard fat; off heat, add vermouth, chicken broth, and herbs, scraping bottom of skillet with wooden spoon to loosen browned bits. Set skillet over medium heat, add garlic/shallot mixture to pan, then return chicken, skin-side up, to pan, nestling pieces on top of and between garlic cloves.
Place skillet in oven and roast until instant-read thermometer inserted into thickest part of breast registers about 160 degrees, 10 to 12 minutes. If desired, increase heat to broil and broil to crisp skin, 3 to 5 minutes. Using potholders, remove skillet from oven and transfer chicken to serving dish. Remove 10 to 12 garlic cloves to mesh sieve and reserve; using slotted spoon, scatter remaining garlic cloves and shallots around chicken and discard herbs. With rubber spatula, push reserved garlic cloves through sieve and into bowl; discard skins. Add garlic paste to skillet. Bring liquid to simmer over medium-high heat, whisking occasionally to incorporate garlic; adjust seasoning with salt and pepper to taste. Whisk in butter; pour sauce into sauceboat and serve.
(I know this seems like a lot of steps - but it is sooooo worth it! Aside from the 30 minutes of brine/garlic roasting time, the recipe really comes together quite quickly - trust me, it's worth the time!)
"Kissing don't last; cookery do." George Meredith
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