Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Recipe & More Lochte Love

One of my favorite things about summer is grilling out.
There's something about those grill marks on food that make it taste
that much better. mind game? whatev.
I've been trying a few Pinterest recipes over the past couple of weeks and
they've all gotten the thumbs up.

I apologize for the poor photography. 
One thing that I want to get better at is learning how to photograph food. 
Anyway, here's the original recipe so you can see how good it's supposed to look 
- 3 Tbsp of soy sauce
- 2 Tbsp of honey
- 1 Tbsp vegetable oil
- juice of 1 lime
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 1-2 tsp of siracha*
- red pepper flakes, to taste
- 2 Tbsp cilantro
- 1 pound of skinless, boneless chicken breasts

- In a small bowl, combine ingredients (except cilantro). 
Mix thoroughly.
- Pour marinade over chicken breasts and turn to coat. 
Cover and allow to marinate for at least an hour. **
- Grill on medium high heat for 6-8 minutes on each side. 

* I don't really like siracha so I used Chili Garlic paste instead, 
which gave it a really good flavor. 
** I didn't marinate it for more than 15 minutes and it was still
rich in flavor.



Remember me mentioning the party that Ryan Lochte was bringing a fan to yesterday?
{If you didn't read the article, one 'lucky' fan would have to write a letter explaining
why they are his biggest fan} One of my friends posted this on facebook yesterday and
I just about d-i-e-d! This girl hit the nail on the head.
You can go here for the original link to the story.

Dear Ryan Lochte/Prime Minister of Lochte Nation,
I am hands down, without a doubt Lochte Nation's biggest fan, and am so confident in my supreme fanaticism that I'll even admit some seeming super-fan fallacies, like: I do not own the glasses with the mesh lenses that read "REEZY JEAH"; I also do not own all the products you endorse, including but not limited to a Nissan and swimming trunks by Speedo. However, I DIYed my own perforated "LOCHTENATOR" shades out of a mason jar and jegging trimmings left over from BuzzFeed's ultimate DIY jorts contest, and I wear them constantly — to sleep, Tweet, type, work out, watch you on TV, swim, shower, and text. (I put a rubberband on the glasses arms so that they don't fall off when you excite me at work and I burst out of my desk chair to scream "REEZYYYY!!!" and throw green glitter around.) Another sign of my terrifyingly strong affection for Lochte Nation are the green Swarovski crystals I have glued on all of my possessions, including but not limited to: my BeyoncĂ© poster and Blue Ivy doll, my nails, my cat's nails, my teeth, the laptop BuzzFeed lets me write things like this from, and ALL of my shoes (which should go without saying, really).
You have also inspired me to be as much like you as possible. For example, I think about practicing swimming laps — which is certainly what you spend most of your time doing — basically all the time. I am also training myself to become less grate at spelling because it's SO adorablewhen you do it, and I am SERIOUSLY dialing back on the number of facial expressions in my emotional repertoire and perfecting the one where my eyes go just a little bit lazy and my lower jaw hangs limply from my upper jaw, like I'm stoned and waiting for someone to feed me a slice of pizza.
Lastly, I have been told by a real British person that the Brits don't know who you are and don't care about your flawless, extraordinarily charming existence. To remedy this gut-wrenching humanitarian crisis, I have already begun planning a street art campaign to get your face plastered on the sides of buildings across the U.K. that will make Banksy look like last season's harem pants and the cat artists in Arizona look like Maria Sharapova getting creamed by Serena Williams. Because I know in my heart that the best way to get the Brits (and all the other crazy people in the world who don't know who you are) on your side is to let them see you before they let them hearyou.
Also, though you (or whoever reads this aloud to you) may feel afraid to be in the presence of someone as rabidly N 2 U as me, know that it will be cool — I won't touch you unless you initiate contact for some good Facebook pix, but I also won't be like that person on a date who's so shy they can't think of anything to say and force you to make all the painfully awkward conversation. In fact, you won't have to speak at all because I'll bring a swatch of sparkly green tape to put over your mouth.

happy hump day!


Samantha said...

Hahahahah oh my god, that is seriously hilarious! REEEZYYYYY!!!

And those kabobs look amazing! We made some over the weekend too.... mmmmm my fave.

Alicia Marie said...

Yummy recipe and HILARIOUS letter!! HAHAHAHHA

Cotton said...

OMG, Lochte <3

I miss seeing him in Gainesville :(

Jayme and Mendi said...

Hey girl! My husband sent out an evite for 8/17 at Havana. You should come if you can! He was already planning for Havana and was so upset when we went there last week. HAHA! Feel friend to bring a friend and come by and have some drinks.
Jayme @ Her Late Night Cravings

Ashley said...

dude you and lochte would make pretty babies! i'm totally down for team Lochte-Sarah!

and photographing food is SOO hard!! when you move here we can just photograph ourselves WITH food!

(do you realize all my comments referencing you being here...yeah i'm excited!) haha

Aimee L said...

We totes need to make these if we ever get to have a grill sesh at mi casa!!

Janna Renee said...

I am obsessed with ANYTHING on a skewer so YUM!