Grilled Chicken

Bo knows baseball, my Dad knows chicken!

Tonight he made the. best. chicken. EVER.  His family has always made grilled chicken, basted with a buttery worcestershirey sauce like you'd find at a fire department chicken bbq!  Pap had a big pit with a grill grate across it.  We'd have cookouts and Pap, my Dad and my uncles would make the chicken.  Memories.  

Tonight he kicked it up a notch!  The traditional recipe involves a lot of dumping and approximately goes like this!

1 Stick Margarine

1 Tbsp Vinegar

1/2 Tbsp Worcestershire Sauce

Salt and Pepper

Combine the ingredients in a small saucepan until the butter is melted.  Taste it.  It should make you gasp a little when you take a spoonful.  That's how you know you have enough vinegar...don't worry, it'll cook off!  Grill it, preferable over charcoal, basting with the sauce until it's done!  This chicken makes me smile.  It makes my belly smile.  It's one of Pap Emig's legacies!

Tonight, my Dad, he changed things up a bit.  Good changes.  Happy changes!  The title of this post does it no justice, but what else would you call it?

1 Stick Margarine

1 Tbsp Vinegar

1/2 Tbsp Worcestershire Sauce

1 Tbsp Ketchup

Cayenne Pepper

Paprika

Sugar

Combine the ingredients in a small saucepan until the butter is melted.  Add a couple of shakes of the cayenne, more if you like it spicy.  Add a couple of shakes of paprika.  I think the paprika is more for color than taste.  Taste it.  It should make you gasp a little when you take a spoonful.  The rest is history!  He took something that was already wonderful and turned it into an amazing sort of barbecue sauce.  Love it!  Love him!