After a good thawing, I removed the backbone from each Cornish hen. In a small bowl, I mixed two tablespoons olive oil, a half-teaspoon of finely chopped garlic, a little pinch of cayenne pepper and a big-ass pinch of dried rosemary. I worked a finger under the breast and leg skin(s) of each hen, and then I poured in my oil-herb mixture. A liberal dousing of salt and pepper, on each side, came next.

I pre-heated my grill to 350 degrees and gave it a good Pam®-spraying. I threw my hens on the grill, skin down, and I then I carefully placed an aluminum foil-wrapped brick on each.

I cooked my birds for 25 minutes before removing the bricks and flipping 'em. After they'd cooked for another, oh, 10 minutes, I removed 'em and let 'em rest for a bit.

I don't like to toot my own horn, but ... TOOT! Damn, those hens was goooood!
2 comments:
your always cooking for two. does that mean that you are attatched? a man who can cook is about the sexiest thing around.
Great Seinfeld reference, dude
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