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Chicken Dijon — The Marinade That Feeds Four on a Sunday Afternoon

Labor Day weekend. Calvin suggested a small cookout—just us and Destiny and CJ, who drove down from Huntsville with some kind of craft beer that Calvin looked at skeptically and drank anyway. We set up the small grill on the back patio, the one we've had since 2006 that lives in the garage eleven months of the year and emerges smelling of last season's grease and good intentions.

I made the marinade: apple cider vinegar, brown sugar, smoked paprika, garlic, a little heat. The one I've been making since before CJ was born, the one Mama called a reasonable approximation of real barbecue before she said there was no real barbecue without a whole day and a proper smoker. Bernice was right, as Bernice always was, but this approximation feeds four people on a Sunday afternoon and tastes like summer and that is the purpose. Calvin grilled. He is not a natural griller—he grills with the same methodical faith he applies to everything, treating the meat like a theological problem that yields to sustained attention—but the results are generally good and the effort is genuinely sweet.

We ate at the patio table. Paper plates because it's a cookout. Sweet tea in the good glasses because some things require the good glasses. CJ talked about the Huntsville job, a project he was leading, something technical that I didn't fully follow but that I could hear the pride in. I thought: this is what Marcus would have been, in fifteen years. Leading projects. Talking about them with his chest out a little. An engineer. A Tuskegee man. It was sad and it was good simultaneously, the way everything is now—the grief and the joy in the same pot, inseparable on purpose, because love doesn't end when people end and the pot carries both.

CJ drove back to Huntsville Sunday evening. Destiny had already gone back to UAB. Calvin and I sat on the patio in the Labor Day dark with the citronella candle burning and the last of the sweet tea going warm, and Calvin held my hand and we sat there until the candle burned low. I thought: we are still here. Both of us. After everything, still here. That is not a small thing. In this house, in this life, that is not a small thing at all.

The marinade I make every summer—the vinegar, the brown sugar, the smoked paprika—is really about the same thing this Chicken Dijon is about: a little brightness, a little heat, something that makes plain chicken taste like you meant it. If you’re looking to carry that same spirit into your own Sunday cookout, this recipe travels well from the stovetop to the patio table, paper plates and all. Calvin would approach it with the same methodical faith he brings to everything, and it would be worth it.

Chicken Dijon

Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 25 minutes | Total Time: 35 minutes | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (about 6 oz each)
  • 3 tablespoons Dijon mustard
  • 2 tablespoons apple cider vinegar
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 1 tablespoon honey
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1/2 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
  • Fresh parsley, chopped, for garnish (optional)

Instructions

  1. Make the marinade. In a small bowl, whisk together the Dijon mustard, apple cider vinegar, olive oil, honey, minced garlic, smoked paprika, salt, and pepper until smooth and fully combined.
  2. Coat the chicken. Place chicken breasts in a shallow dish or zip-top bag. Pour the marinade over the chicken, turning to coat all sides evenly. Let marinate for at least 15 minutes at room temperature, or up to 4 hours in the refrigerator.
  3. Heat your cooking surface. Preheat a grill, grill pan, or skillet over medium-high heat. Lightly oil the surface to prevent sticking.
  4. Cook the chicken. Remove chicken from the marinade, shaking off any excess. Cook for 6—7 minutes per side, or until the internal temperature reaches 165°F and the outside is golden with light char marks.
  5. Rest before serving. Transfer cooked chicken to a clean plate and let it rest for 5 minutes so the juices redistribute. This keeps every bite tender.
  6. Serve. Slice or serve whole. Garnish with fresh parsley if desired. Good with sweet tea in the good glasses.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 265 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 8g | Carbs: 6g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 480mg

Loretta Simms
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Loretta Simms
Week 128 of Loretta’s 30-year story · Birmingham, Alabama
Loretta is a fifty-six-year-old pastor's wife in Birmingham, Alabama, who has been feeding her church and her community for thirty-four years. She lost her teenage son Jeremiah in a car accident, and she cooked through the grief because that is what Loretta does — she feeds people. Every funeral, every homecoming, every Wednesday night supper. If you are hurting, Loretta will show up at your door with a casserole and she will not leave until you eat.

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