First of all, I love chicken. I know, I know. A lot of people think chicken is boring, and that can be true. But fried or roasted, smothered or skewered, I really love chicken. And if a classic roasted chicken with lemon is good enough for Ina and Jeffrey, who are we to judge? Seriously. Adding the refreshing, acidic punch of lemon to my beloved chicken dinner? I swoon. No really, I’m actually in danger of swooning just thinking about it right now.
I don’t even know where my love of lemon chicken originated. I mean, as I’m sitting here writing this, I pause, wracking my brain, and I cannot think of when was the first time I had any type of lemon chicken. It certainly didn’t come from the Korean side of my family. And if my grandma Olga Mae did anything with lemons, it was probably in the form of a dessert (helloooo lemon pound cake). I can only guess it must have been at some Italian-American Banquet Hall function in New Jersey, when I first met my husband’s family. Silver rows of massive chafing dishes filled to the brim with steaming stacks of Chicken Française (Fran-cay-see in New Jersey speak) or Chicken Piccata. Can you picture it? The velvet-lined walls, for whatever reason? Classic Jersey Italian stuff. Wherever it was that my tastebuds first met lemon chicken, it quickly became a love everlasting. Swoon with me. Ahh. Over the years I have played around with various lemon chicken recipes, and I make a pretty great Chicken Piccata, but lately I’ve been seeing people turning a lot of things that aren’t meatballs into meatballs and I thought “Why not?” So, let’s make some lemon chicken meatballs! (Read more…)