The First Post-Pandemic Sunday Cookout. March 14th. Roberto's backyard. The cinder block grill. After twelve months of cold charcoal and empty folding tables and a backyard that Roberto walked in circles for exercise instead of joy, the fire returned.
I arrived at 10 AM with the smoker, a cooler of marinated chicken, and Sofia, who was carrying her tongs like a samurai carrying a sword. Diego came with Jessica thirty minutes later, already covered in something sticky (we did not investigate). Roberto was at the grill. He had been there since 9. The charcoal was lit. The carne asada was marinating in the kitchen. He was wearing his apron and holding his tongs and standing at his station, in his yard, under his ramada, and the smoke was rising for the first time in a year.
Twelve people came. Roberto and Elena. Jessica and the kids. Miguel and his wife and Marco (Miguel's son, now twelve, who Diego still follows like a puppy). Two neighbors from the street — Mr. and Mrs. Gallegos, who have known Roberto since 1990. And me. Twelve people at folding tables in the Maryvale backyard with mismatched cloths and paper plates and plastic cups of horchata. The same as a thousand Sundays before. The same and completely different. Because this time we earned it. This time we walked through fire to get here.
Sofia cooked at the cinder block grill. Roberto stood next to her — grandfather and granddaughter, his grill, her tongs — and she grilled six ears of corn. She charred them evenly, turned them confidently, and served them to the table with chile-lime butter and cotija. Roberto watched every move. When she was done, he said, "Good hands, mija. Good hands." The same thing he said to me thirty years ago when I first stood next to him at that grill. The same words. The same fire. A different generation. The line does not break.
We ate for three hours. The carne asada was perfect — Roberto's, unchanged, the lime and garlic and cumin marinade that is the taste of my childhood. My smoked chicken was the counterpoint — smoky, tender, the fire of the smoker meeting the fire of the grill. Elena's guacamole, rice, beans. The full table. The full family. The full life, returned.
At sunset, I stood in the backyard and looked at the scene: Sofia kicking a soccer ball with Marco, Diego chasing them both and falling, Jessica and Elena talking under the ramada, Roberto in his lawn chair with his water bottle, the grill still warm, the smoke drifting. One year ago this yard was empty and the grill was cold and my father was walking laps around it like a prisoner in an exercise yard. Today the yard is full and the grill is hot and my father is sitting in his chair watching his granddaughter cook and the world, for one afternoon, is exactly as it should be.
The coals never went out. I knew they would not. Roberto told me, on a FaceTime Father's Day in June, that the grill was never cold — he just was not standing at it. He was right. The fire was always there. We just had to find our way back to it.
Sofia’s grilled corn with chile-lime butter is the moment I keep returning to — the char, the citrus, the confidence in her hands — and it made me think about everything the grill gave us that afternoon: smoke and sweetness, heat and brightness all at once. This Grilled Pineapple, Chicken and Avocado Salad carries that same spirit: it belongs on a folding table in a Maryvale backyard, it belongs next to guacamole and horchata, and it belongs to the kind of afternoon you spend three hours eating and still don’t want to end.
Grilled Pineapple, Chicken and Avocado Salad
Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 15 min | Total Time: 35 min | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (about 6 oz each)
- 4 fresh pineapple rings (about 1/2 inch thick)
- 2 ripe avocados, halved, pitted, and sliced
- 5 oz mixed greens or romaine, roughly chopped
- 1/2 small red onion, thinly sliced
- 1/2 cup cherry tomatoes, halved
- 1/4 cup fresh cilantro leaves
- 2 tablespoons olive oil, divided
- 1 teaspoon chili powder
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- Salt and black pepper to taste
- For the dressing:
- 3 tablespoons fresh lime juice (about 2 limes)
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 1 teaspoon honey
- 1/4 teaspoon chili powder
- Salt to taste
Instructions
- Heat the grill. Preheat an outdoor grill or grill pan to medium-high heat. Brush the grates clean and lightly oil them.
- Season the chicken. Pat the chicken breasts dry. Rub each with 1 tablespoon of the olive oil, then season evenly with chili powder, cumin, garlic powder, salt, and pepper on both sides.
- Grill the chicken. Place chicken on the grill and cook 6 to 7 minutes per side, until the internal temperature reaches 165°F and grill marks are set. Transfer to a cutting board and let rest 5 minutes, then slice thin.
- Grill the pineapple. Brush pineapple rings lightly with the remaining tablespoon of olive oil. Grill 2 to 3 minutes per side until caramelized and lightly charred. Remove from heat and cut each ring into chunks.
- Make the dressing. In a small bowl or jar, whisk together lime juice, olive oil, honey, chili powder, and a pinch of salt until combined. Taste and adjust seasoning.
- Assemble the salad. Arrange the greens on a large platter or in a wide bowl. Top with sliced chicken, grilled pineapple, avocado slices, red onion, cherry tomatoes, and cilantro.
- Dress and serve. Drizzle the lime-chili dressing over the top just before serving. Serve immediately, family-style, right in the center of the table.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 390 | Protein: 32g | Fat: 22g | Carbs: 22g | Fiber: 6g | Sodium: 310mg