Roasted Chicken with Concord Grapes

Because, PURPLE!

I remember the first (and only) time I went to Hawaii when I was thirteen, and I discovered that sweet potatoes could come in another color besides orange, and that that color could be purple! I had never seen purple food before that wasn't the result of some industrial food dye, and this pretty much blew my mind. Purple food is just fun, especially when it's something that seems like it definitely shouldn't be naturally colored that way, but it is, so you can eat it knowing you aren't also maybe turning your insides into a rainbow. 

A food that I already knew fell into this naturally purple camp are concord grapes. I remember the first time I ate one last year, and I kept wondering what it reminded me of, and then I realized it tasted just like a grape jolly rancher! And grape jelly! And the grape juice my grandparents would always have waiting for us when we came to visit! Basically any grape flavored thing you can find in a grocery store, it tastes like these. Which makes sense, since most grape flavoring was designed to mimic the concord grape. But it's also strange, because I feel like outside of grape-flavored products or jelly or juice, it's rare to encounter an actual, real concord grape. Maybe its because in America we tend to prefer our fruit without seeds when possible, or maybe they are mostly used for producing those grape juices and jellies. Whatever the reason I haven't seen them before, they seem to be appearing more frequently in my grocery stores, at least this year. So finally, after seeing them three weeks in a row, I decided to buy some and have some fun.

Several years ago at a restaurant in Sonoma I ordered chicken that had been roasted with grapes. It sounded to  me like one of those "Hey it's Northern California, we like grapes!" things but it also just sounded so weird I had to try it. And it was pretty good! Good enough that I immediately thought to replicate it with my concord grapes, just to see what happened. And what happened is that the chicken got crispy and the grapes cooked down into the most fragrant, jammy sauce, and it couldn't be easier. Once again I'm eating purple food and I love it.

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Roasted Chicken with Concord Grapes

6 chicken thighs
salt and pepper
2 cups concord grapes
olive oil
2 sprigs fresh rosemary
fresh lemon juice

  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Season chicken generously with salt and pepper and let come to room temperature. 
  2. In a cast iron skillet, toss grapes with a drizzle of olive oil and add the rosemary. Break off a few leaves and scatter around but mostly keep the sprigs whole. Place the chicken thighs on top of the grapes and rosemary, skin side up, and roast 30-35 minutes, broiling the last few minutes to get the chicken nice and golden. 
  3. Squeeze some fresh lemon juice over everything and serve immediately with roasted grapes as a garnish.

Skyr Pancakes

Sometimes annoyances can lead to deliciousness.

10 Things I Would Love to Say to My Local Whole Foods, in Rhyme:

  1. I hate that you have all the foods that I can never find,

  2. but a trip to you to buy them, makes me lose my mind.

  3. I hate when our past assures me you will have what I seek,

  4. but then I arrive and lo, it's nowhere to be seen this week.

  5. I hate that you are filled with shoppers who aren't nice,

  6. so that I am glared and stared at, for trying to bag some rice.

  7. I hate that you are crowded, carts blocking all the food,

  8. and that when I leave you, I am always in a mood.

  9. But mostly I hate that always, I discover some new treat,

  10. that keeps me coming back to you, because I love to eat.

So yeah, I hate my local Whole Foods with a passion, yet I somehow find myself there at least once a month, looking for that one ingredient I couldn't find at any of the other three grocery stores I frequent. It usually feels like a trip to hell, but if I can manage to go when it's not too crowded*, then I usually have time to linger in the aisles and find cool foods I've never heard of or seen anywhere else.

*Pro tip: wait for a local sports team to be in the playoffs, and go then. I had many peaceful shopping trips this year thanks to Steph Curry.

One of those recent discoveries was an Icelandic yogurt called skyr. Skyr is a strained yogurt that, despite being fat free, still tasted slightly indulgent. It tastes milder than greek yogurt, which to me meant I didn't love it on its own, but I discovered it is excellent spread on toast with sea salt and fruit.  I also, in my attempt to use up what I had leftover, discovered it makes an excellent base for pancakes, especially thin, eggy, crepe-like ones that really let the slightly sour note shine through. Top with maple syrup or fresh fruit and honey whipped ricotta, and they make an amazing addition to Sunday brunch.

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Skyr Pancakes Recipe

Makes 8 pancakes (or 16 smaller pancakes)

5 oz. plain skyr (or thick greek yogurt)
4 eggs
2 tbs sugar
6 tbs flour
3/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp vanilla

  1. Heat a griddle to medium heat. Whisk skyr and eggs together until smooth, then add in the rest of the ingredients and whisk until combined.

  2. Melt some butter onto the griddle, then pour 1/4 cup of batter onto the griddle, and cook pancakes until bubbling on top, then flip. Cook a couple more minutes (pancakes might curl up at the sides while cooking the second side, but they will flatten out) then transfer to a baking sheet and keep warm in the oven until all pancakes are done.

  3. Serve while hot, with toppings of your choice.