BBQ Chicken on the Grill

I’ve never been brave enough to put together a whole post based just on a recipe, nevertheless something I put together, but after tonight’s BBQ chicken, that will be changing. This is a simple, yet unbelievable version of grilled (and smoked) bbq chicken.

For this version, I used boneless, skinless chicken breasts since that is what we had available, but this recipe would also work great with split chicken breasts or thick pork chops.

Also, this recipe works best using a grill with two or more independently controlled burners.

Ingredients:

  • Chicken breasts
  • Ziploc bag or other container
  • Extra Virgin Olive Oil
  • BBQ Rub (I used my own rub)
  • Aluminum Foil
  • Wood chips
  • BBQ Sauce (I used a store bought sweet & spicy bourbon sauce)

Directions:

  1. Place chicken breasts into large ziploc bag or sealable container
  2. Add enough Extra Virgin Olive Oil to judiciously coat the chicken
  3. Add 3-4 Tablespoons of your favorite BBQ rub. I had some homemade rub leftover from a previous cook, so I used this. The rub should lightly coat the chicken so as to turn the EVOO a similar color as to the base of the rub
  4. Set chicken aside to marinate
  5. Light one-half of the grill burners and set to Medium-High
  6. While grill is warming up, take aluminum foil and fold to form a pouch or bowl and insert wood chips. Be sure to leave the top open for smoke to leave pouch. Place loaded pouch directly on burner. (See pic below of my setup)
  7. Once grill is hot, sear chicken directly over heat for 3-5 minutes per side
  8. After each side is seared, move chicken to highest rack on non-heat side
  9. Generously apply BBQ sauce to chicken and flip so sauce side is down. Sauce other side
  10. After approximately 15 minutes, turn chicken and apply additional BBQ sauce as desired
  11. Add additional wood chips, as needed
  12. Cook as such until internal temp reaches 165.

    Use solo, pair with a side, or use it to top a salad.

    Thanks and let me know what you think!

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BBQ as a Teacher?

After cleaning, trimming, injecting, and preparing over 45 pounds of future bbq, I realized bbq offers quite a few life lessons. Just in the bbq prep, I was able to come up with the following:

Have you ever made a mess and left it for the morning? Did it get any better? For me, it seems to get nastier and start to grow things.
BBQ has taught me that life is a mess – and messes don’t clean themselves…

Do you procrastinate? I do – a lot…
BBQ has taught (maybe it should read is teaching me) that the more time I spend preparing for something, the better it turns out…

Can you multi-task? I can’t, unless you are allowed to count listening to music as one of the tasks…
BBQ has taught me that life is better with good music. The tedious tasks seem to go by faster and the good times – well somehow they get associated with good music…

Barbecue People is Good People

I’ve commented on the adventure of the barbecue contest along with the typical musical fare. The last item to mention are the people themselves…

Barbecue People is Good People…

If you have a fear of meeting new people or public speaking, then barbecue contests, or even festivals, may not be the place for you. These contests offer the chance to meet many interesting, eclectic, helpful, honest, nice, and downright good people…

The interesting thing to me was the fact that you cannot not place barbecue people under any one umbrella. It’s one giant melting pot, which is not what you’d probably think. Your mind is probably picturing Zac Brown look-a-likes, and I think I did see him and ZZ Top, but that’s not the norm. In fact, it’s far from it…

We saw families, retired couples, frat boys and sorority sisters. We saw whites, blacks, hispanics, asians, and every creed in between. We saw Costa del Mars, Blue Blockers, Tom Cruise Aviators, and Dwayne Wayne flip-up shades. We saw Rainbow flops, Sperry Topsiders, high heels, LA Gear, and snake skin boots. We saw jeans, jorts, sweats, chaps, and linens…

Folks were interested in our cooker, rubs, sauces, wood choice, and where we were from. We even had people taking pictures of us and/or our cooker. It made us feel somewhere between a movie star, a train wreck, and a freak show – probably more toward the latter…

At our first contest, we noticed other participant’s decorating their sites with trophies, signs, and other barbecue related paraphernalia. We obviously haven’t won any trophies nor have we nailed down a team name, so we opted for the paraphernalia route. Rather than have a barbecue theme, we went with great achievements of our youth, including a high school diploma, random baseballs and other middle school sports items. We even came across sports medals from our brides, just to spice it up a bit…

One baffling, and somewhat confusing, trend was that if you have a t-shirt from a previous contest, than you must wear it, especially if you competed. It must be written on the back of the tag or something…

Next time a barbecue contest or festival comes to your town, please go. It usually benefits a worthy local cause and presents a Top 10 people watching moment. Even if you don’t eat, go and park yourself on a bench, and have a great time…

We sure did…

Music Monday

Barbecue people is good people (more on this coming later), and they love their music; however their musical tastes seem to come from a small, but random bucket…

The below songs were the most common among barbecue people, so if you see barbecue people, please do your duty and expand their horizons just a bit…

Charlie Daniels – In America

David Allen Coe – You Never Even Called Me by My Name

AC/DC- You Shook Me All Night Long

The Great Barbecue Adventure

After spending a lovely weekend in the upstate of South Carolina in a barbecue competition, I am able to make a pretty bold statement – Barbecue People is Good People…

The weekend adventure started on Thursday afternoon as I was traveling on Highway 178 just south of Saluda, SC. While traveling, I found the largest pothole known to man and after hitting it, I looked in the mirror to make sure the cooker I was pulling was okay. When I saw the cooker, both wheels were off the ground – she was airborne!

Apparently when she landed, the passenger side rim bent. It didn’t bend enough to cause an immediate tire explosion, but it bent enough to lose the seal between the tire and the rim. As air slowly leaked out, my girls and I went on our merry way thinking we escaped disaster…

After about a mile or two, the car began to shimmy and shake – at that point I realized we were no longer going to be okay. The girls and I regained our wits only to have the tire completely blow. We did a quick scan of the area we were on and found a NAPA store up ahead. Instead of pulling over, we decided to limp on to NAPA to see if they could point us in the right direction. Well, just before NAPA we found a small collision center named Winn’s Collision. Rather than heading on to NAPA, we rolled into the collision center hoping for a miracle…

No miracle was to be found as they didn’t have the replacement tire in stock and the nearest store was a Tractor Supply in Newberry, SC – approximately 25 miles away. I would need to drop the trailer, head 25 miles out of my way to purchase the tire, and then turn around and head back. The girls and I weren’t looking forward to this…

Just before we decided to leave, Mr. Winn had one final idea. Apparently his dad builds BBQ cookers and may have the wheel we need. He gave his old man a call and wouldn’t you know he had one. Mr. Winn took off to Old Man Winn’s place to grab us a spare. Five minutes after he got back with the spare, we were on our way again…

Needless to say, the girls and I were relieved to be on the road again, but we all were a little cautious as we weren’t sure how things would go. The remaining wheel seemed a little off, but was holding strong, so we kept on trucking…

Once we got to my parents house, we inspected the cooker and all seemed to be in order, though the remaining wheel was a little “loose”, so to speak…

The next morning I hop back in the car and head to Greenville, SC to meet my brother-in-law so we can get to the BBQ competition. On the way, I noticed the remaining wheel getting a little more loose and starting to squeak a bit. I went ahead and took her to Greenville, only to find the wheel bearings for the remaining wheel have completely fallen off…

At this point, we are too close to cookin’ and too far into this thing to let this bother us. So we did what any sane BBQ team would do – ignore it. We make a few stops on the way, head into Downtown Greenville, SC and reserve our spot…

Once we got setup, we began to call to a few local tire stores to see if they could help us. Most could – if we could bring the Hunley in, which we can’t because we are rockin’ a pecan wood fire in the firebox and about to smother her with 40 lbs on the wings. We offered them to come see us, but most weren’t willing to head into Downtown on a Friday afternoon with little chance of fixing her. We did talk one location into sending someone out, and after messing around with it for a few minutes, he too agreed she was toast for the short term and not up for the long trip back to the coast…

We didn’t let this slow us down as we cooked the 40 lbs of wings, added another 60-80 pounds of butts and three racks of ribs. At the end of the day, we outperformed ourselves, our equipment, and nearly 2/3 of everyone else at the competition as we walked away with a Top 10 in butts. Our first ever Top 10 plus our first ever Championship Points…

At the conclusion of the weekend, we have a great story to tell, great – and interesting – folks we’ve met (more on that coming), great memories, and a Top 10…

I think it was all worth it, but I haven’t gotten the final bill yet…