Spring is a funny thing in Montreal - it peeks it's shy little head out after what seems like an eternal winter, usually in the form of a garden bud, or a tiny blade of grass that's managed to push it's way through the snow. And then, just when we have that little taste, our excitement climbing along with the temperatures - winter snarls, hurling it's nasty breath at us to ensure us that it is not quite done just yet. But then, suddenly, a week flashes before our eyes and summer is in full bloom. Suddenly the sun shines bright, the snow banks have completely dissipated and the telltale springtime smell of melting dog poop is quickly replaced by the smell of freshly cut grass. I was tempted to begin this post with the phrase "spring has sprung..." but I quickly realized that Spring was never really here. Montrealers don't have time to waste with in-between seasons... we are in full blown Summer Mode, and there's no going back. So lather up your sunscreen, get outdoors, soak up the rays and lighten up your menu.
While you're at it, you can pretend you're living somewhere where it's always hot - add a simple ethnic twist to your dinnertime menu. Make yourself a nice cucumber and tomato salad starter and please your palate with some delicious Moroccan style chicken, with preserved lemons, garlic and cilantro.
A friend of mine commented the other day on how my chicken is always moist, and he worried that even if I prepared everything for him, if he cooked it himself, he wouldn't be able to match what I could do. While I always enjoy a good compliment, I'm certainly not magical - but the flavours and amount of moisture in my chicken might make you think that I am. So, I've decided that it's time to share my Magical Method. Never. Eat. Dry. Chicken. Again.