It may be springtime, but I’ve been rocking the crock pot all week, you guys. You see, yet again my old oven is broken, and that is not so rad for someone in the middle of developing recipes. Luckily I still have my stove top, my grill, and oh yes, a lovely crock pot.
Another awesome thing that happened is my co-worker brought me a shitton of lemons from her aunt’s tree.
While I was tempted to make cakes, pies, bars, cookies, and more sweets like that, instead I had to go no-bake. This is one reason for the lemon chicken, and also the reason in my new book you’ll see a recipe for gluten-free Limoncello. I’m also doing some lime experimentation, which I highly recommend. It’s like Sprite, but it will get you drunk. I’m assuming.
I do have to say this is a great family recipe. Which is to say, not a “I’m trying to impress my date,” recipe. It’s great, it’s solid. It’s just sometimes I have a hard time getting excited about chicken breasts. In fact, I’ve been known to turn up my nose and abandon a chicken breast dinner. Clearly, the ’80s taught me nothing.
But honestly, this was a crowd pleaser, super easy and a freaking fantastic use of lemons.