Good morning. Cook a recipe once and you’re playing a cover song. Cook it four or five times, though, and you’re playing a new arrangement, even if it’s relatively faithful to the original.
That’s been the case for me with Rick Martinez’s recipe for Tajín grilled chicken (above). I first made it as Rick intended and loved it as a filling for sandwiches, with grilled scallions, cilantro and pickled jalapeños. But the second time, I dialed back on the honey by about half and doubled the Tajín. The third time, I added more heat with an additional chipotle and used the sauce to marinate the chicken for about an hour before grilling. And now that’s my jam. That’s how I make like Miley Cyrus singing Hole’s “Doll Parts.”
I hope you’re doing the same. It’s why we’re here, after all: To offer thorough instructions to follow, as well as the encouragement and confidence you need to make food that’s entirely your own.
Cook Rick’s chicken yourself and see where you end up. I know I’m going to keep doing so until Labor Day at least.
Now, it’s nothing to do with wild salmon or farmed shrimp, but please read this remarkable Times investigation of the deep roots of Haiti’s misery, dating back to the reparations France forced the nation to pay after it ousted its enslavers. It’s breathtaking in its sorrow and scholarship.
I’m very late to it, but the stakes are low and the landscape beautiful in “North Woods Law,” on Hulu.
In Granta, Amy Key’s “A Bleed of Blue” left me feeling sad, but I’m glad I read it.
Finally, the indispensable Jon Pareles put me onto this collaboration between the Trinidadian singer Calypso Rose, the Garifuna Collective and Carlos Santana, “Watina.” Listen to that while you’re grilling chicken, and I’ll be back on Friday.
