Today's trip to Flavortown (sorry Guy, I really like that term) is a dish called "Corona Chicken". I first heard of it on an episode of No Reservations (yes, back to that again), and whilst Tony was in Texas, (instead of this frozen ****-hole) I can re-create that feeling from food. Yes, that's what it is all about, how food can transport one to a different, perhaps happier place.
I marinated the chicken in Corona beer, with cumin and cilantro. I then pounded the breasts out, and filled them with shredded pepper jack cheese, chopped pickled jalapenos, and finely minced onion. I then rolled them up, wrapped with bacon, and sauteed, turning them, until done. During the last two minutes of cooking time, I brushed them with Teriyaki sauce. I think the results were spectacular.
When I cut them open to reveal the perfectly cooked chicken, and the center filled with melting cheese, jalapenos and the rest of the filling, I was pleasantly surprised...a perfect cross-section.
Needless to say, I was one happy foodie/camper. The flavor is wonderful as well. I guess my point in posting this today, is to confirm that if one has the culinary skills and know-how, creating a dish without a recipe is not a difficult endeavor. When I am in Texas, I will try the Corona Chicken, but I am willing to bet it tastes just like what I made. Eat well, my friends.