The Rud Who Cried Salsa Chicken
So a friend of mine, who I shall leave unnamed, has been talking up the Rud family salsa chicken recipe. So much so that a lazy birdie was convinced that this is a recipe that needed to be tried out.
Here’s the recipe, which you can imagine would naturally issue some level of skepticism.
Preheat oven to 300F.
Place chicken breasts in a baking dish, cover with salsa.
Bake for 30 minutes.
Enjoy.
At best, this chicken recipe ranks slightly less than mediocre. However, a promise was made that the salsa would sweeten as the baking process ensued, a promise I do not feel was fulfilled. In the end, the recipe essentially tasted like bland baked chicken topped with salsa. Now, it's difficult for me to become too upset about all of this, but I still feel that a statement needs to be made. I believe that this man, who spits out exclamation points and superlatives willy-nilly, perhaps needs to learn to temper his enthusiasm just a little bit. This especially pertains to things that aren’t that good.
Well, let me say that I would love to be proved wrong on this one. I just don’t see that happening without a more respectable recipe.
The boy who cried wolf? Try, the Rud who cried salsa chicken.
Here’s the recipe, which you can imagine would naturally issue some level of skepticism.
Preheat oven to 300F.
Place chicken breasts in a baking dish, cover with salsa.
Bake for 30 minutes.
Enjoy.
At best, this chicken recipe ranks slightly less than mediocre. However, a promise was made that the salsa would sweeten as the baking process ensued, a promise I do not feel was fulfilled. In the end, the recipe essentially tasted like bland baked chicken topped with salsa. Now, it's difficult for me to become too upset about all of this, but I still feel that a statement needs to be made. I believe that this man, who spits out exclamation points and superlatives willy-nilly, perhaps needs to learn to temper his enthusiasm just a little bit. This especially pertains to things that aren’t that good.
Well, let me say that I would love to be proved wrong on this one. I just don’t see that happening without a more respectable recipe.
The boy who cried wolf? Try, the Rud who cried salsa chicken.