Skillet Chicken With Bacon And White Wine Sauce Recipe

You guys, I’ve got to be honest with you. I’ve had some ups and downs with chicken over the last decade – okay okay okay fine, maybe it’s been mostly downs. But the good news today is that things are finally taking a beautifully crispy turn upwards. Cheers and applause! Maybe I do like chicken after all (read: bacon, white wine, shallots)? comment icon 386 more comments This skillet chicken recipe is my new IT recipe — starting with the fact that it’s made entirely in one pan with small bite-sized pieces of salty bacon and sweet caramelized shallots, and ending with the fact that it’s going to have that golden, crispy chicken skin after the chicken is pan-fried a little bit before taking a nice oven-bath in the white wine pan sauce. And will there be warm, crusty bread dipped in the white wine pan sauce in between bites of chicken? Yes. That is all, the end, goodnight. In addition to feeling this chicken recipe AGAIN for dinner tonight, I’m also feeling the lingering mountain energy holding on to me today. AND I LIKE. Bjork and I just returned home late last night from our five day trip to Park City, Utah. Yes that’s right – YOUUUUTAH! We took a baby vacation (er, wait, no. not that kind of baby. I meant like a mini vacation, like a short one, just, like, ugh. Settle down, Mom.) which means we’re visiting Utah for the very first time, and I have to be honest: we’re taking on these mountain ski runs like the haven’t-skiied-in-ten-years skiiers that we are. Which means one green after the other. I have to say, somewhere between my bangs-and-braces days in Ski Club and my current state of doing little to no physical activity involving more than .01 ounces of adrenaline, I must have forgotten that skiing is actually really fun. For a while there (late 90’s?), I had an identity crisis and I tried to trade in the skiing vibe for the “cool” snowboarder thing. PRAISE AND HALLELUJAH that that phase never went anywhere beyond my wannabe tough 14-year-old self, because now it’s 2015, and skiing is most definitely baaaaaack in the fun, cool person winter sports category where it belongs, and, I mean, just look at me. Snowboarding is not in my blood. Probably the single worst thing for me about taking a trip is the Dreaded Unpacking. We got back at about midnight last night, I took out the essentials, and then planted my full suitcase on the living room floor where it will probably remain until the next time I invite people over to my house in 800 weeks. Even though there might be a suitcase on my living room floor, there will be THIS CHICKEN in my oven tonight and I’m not sad about it. If unpacking is my worst trip thing, then my best trip thing is getting back to cooking my own food in my own kitchen after a week of overdoing it on the overwhelmingly delicious and inspiring restaurant food. I’m going to the grocery store this morning and it feels like Christmas. This chicken, though! It’s company-worthy but it’s easy enough for a weeknight. It’s beautiful and one-pot simple. Have the bread close at hand, pass the salad around, keep the glasses full, and enjoy the yummiest skillet chicken with bacon and white wine sauce.