Pan Seared Chicken Thighs with my Pickled Ginger Allium Sauce. Check my highlights under Allium Sauce for a screenshot-able layout of the recipe and method for this yummy, tricked out and crazy ode to Chinese ginger scallion sauce.
This is more or less a pantry dish, the only fresh ingredient I use are the chicken and scallions/green onions and cilantro.
Currently I’m listening to Bill Withers’ ‘I Wish You Well’ as I’m typing this up, breathing sighs of sadness for his recent passing whilst counting my blessings for the wise words that raised and soothed me through the trials and tribulations of life.
Bill is the friend whom many of us lean on when we all have pain or sorrow, he’s the gentle voice reminding us of the miracle of our grandma’s hands and equates lost love with that of an extinguished sun.
Easy and uncomplicated lyrics, he bares it all in grace and simplicity…messages from an aircraft mechanic who came into the music business late in life who just as seamlessly transitioned out of it when it wasn’t for him anymore. Wish I could have made dinner for him.
These chicken thighs were generously seasoned with my favourite salted flavour maker called Vegeta, then seared skin-side-down in a couple of tablespoons of olive oil and one tablespoon of butter in a large non-stick frying pan over medium-high heat.
Once the skin is golden and crisp, flip over and put a lid on your frying pan to finish cooking the chicken. This should take about 25-30 minutes. Drizzle over the Pickled Ginger Allium Sauce and serve with some greens with rice or starch of your choice.
I wish you well. Anyone who is reading this, I wish you well in these times and beyond. I mourn and weep for the loss of all that falls away; the souls, the work, the banalities. I know it’s hard right now. If we are wise, we know that there’s always tomorrow as Bill sings in ‘Lean on Me’, not the depressing Macbeth “tomorrow” but the kind where we rely on each other to rise again as we always do.
No matter how mysterious and powerful a virus this is, we’re mysteriously powerful, too, even in our fragility. We’ll sit and talk, we’ll mourn, and then we will work it out.
Wishing you a Lovely Day.