Two weeks ago my roommates and I decided we needed to get our spending in check. We’re not outrageous, but each of us had our own reason to try and conserve, at least for one weekend. And thus, the weekend of cheap was born. The goal was not to exceed $40 all weekend. Could we do it?
This idea quickly turned into an obsessive frenzy. We’re not so far away from college that this notion is unfamiliar. We just haven’t needed to do it. It was fresh. Addicting. Throughout the week we were sending emails about grocery store flyers. Ribs are on sale. Whole chickens for 69 cents/ lb. Cucumbers for next to nothing. It was time to feast. For cheap.
In the end, we realized that planning an elaborate dinner was not the way to stay in and save money, regardless of all the sale items we incorporated. But we ate well and drank a lot, and were merry. I think it was really the booze that jacked the night up. Long Island Iced Teas, no matter the quality of the alcohol you buy (we got the really gross stuff), still adds up.
Here’s what was on the menu. Andrew made 6 racks of ribs that he rubbed down Friday night, letting them sit in glory all night and day. He also prepared a very fresh Cucumber Salad that I remember absolutely loving. Sadly, by that point in the evening I was already too many drinks in, and can’t for the life of me tell you what else was in that salad. Then there was the Macaroni and Cheese. This was my personal favorite, as it really took me back to my poor days at Emerson. Boxed mac and cheese was my jam. I was always adding broccoli or spinach or even beans– whatever I had in the house to throw in and make some sort of meal out of. This is the ultimate cheap eat. Lucky for us, Randy had 3 boxes of it just sitting in his cabinet yearning to be used. The real low quality no name brand. We weren’t going to be blessed with the blue box or Velveeta. We were messing with Ralph’s brand. We needed to enhance this. So Andrew took said low grade mac and cheese and added a pound of bacon, substituted half the required butter with bacon fat, and sprinkled the top with panko and sliced tomatoes. It was this gorgeous little gem that didn’t make any sense. The additions cost more than the base, and for that I loved it.
My contribution to this decadent meal was chicken. I had just recently learned about spatchcocking, which is just a dirty way of butterflying a whole chicken. It’s a simple process where you take a pair of scissors and remove the back bone, thus allowing the chicken to fall open. It’s great for grilling and I was dying to try it. With super cheap chicken on sale, I was ready. Friday night I cleaned and prepared my bird. I decided on a tangy lemon marinade that I let her sit in for 24 hours. Below is the recipe for the marinade. It was awesome!
P.D.T’s Sourpuss Lemon Chicken Marinade
- 1 large lemon
- 9 stick of unsalted butter
- 1/2 cup cider vinegar
- 1/2 cup packed dark brown sugar
- 1/4 cup worcestershire sauce
- 1 medium onion, thinly sliced
- 4 cloves garlic, thinly sliced
- 1 jalapeno pepper, thinly sliced
- 1/2 tsp coarse salt
- 1/2 tsp fresh ground black pepper
Butterflied chicken is also really easy to grill. It’s very low maintenance. When the time comes to use heat, prepare your bird by making sure she sits breast side up. Apply pressure to the sides, in an effort to make it as flat as possible. Then take a long wooden skewer and insert it in the leg, going diagonal through the breast, all the way to the opposite wing. Do this on the opposite side as well. This will ensure the bird stays flat on the grill. We have a gas grill which makes it easy to control the temperature. You want to keep it between 325 and 350 degrees. Butterflied birds cook best under indirect heat, which simply means that there shouldn’t be a flame right underneath. For this I lit the burner that runs on the outside perimeter and placed the chicken right in the middle.