Baked firecracker chicken

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Posted: Friday, January 3, 2020 6:00 am

The hubby is better than me at a great many things in this world. Like keeping a cool head in a crisis. Laundry. Napping with cats.

I could go on and on – and I’ll probably be asked to once he reads this.

The hubby also far outpaces me when it comes to both willpower and stubbornness – which I’m sure are related.

In November the hubby made the decision to eat better.

This isn’t new in our household; I decide this at least once a week and it lasts about six hours.

But the hubby stopped drinking caffeine – much to the disappointment of the Coca-Cola company, I’m sure – and cut down on his snacking while eating lower-fat meals. And he dropped like 26 pounds in six weeks.

I’m both incredibly proud of him and wildly jealous – mostly because I can’t drop weight nearly as easily (probably because I still sneak a lot – and I mean a LOT – of chocolate.)

Luckily he says all the right things, like “I’m doing this for myself, and I love you just the way you are. I’m not asking you to do the same thing.”

But when you’re living with someone who’s trying to make healthier choices, you automatically end up doing some of that yourself by association, which is how we both managed to actually lose weight over the holidays.

New Year’s Eve was just another example.

In my mind, diets are for Jan. 1; Dec. 31 is a night for getting everything out of your system before you decide to be a better person in the new year.

“What do you want for supper?” the hubby asked late in the day on New Year’s Eve.

“Pizza?” I said. “Burritos? Oh! I know! I want fried foods. All of them. All of the fried foods.”

But the hubby refused to hop on board the fried food train and grabbed a package of chicken breasts from the fridge.

I flipped through a few Pinterest options, settling on this baked chicken in an Asian-influenced sauce that at first comes off as a little sweet. But midway through my first bite, the heat of a half-cup of hot sauce suddenly exploded in my mouth – hence the firecracker chicken.

It’s definitely a great way to start off the new – healthier – year with a bang.  

For the recipe, see the Banner's online or print edition.

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