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Anglesey Eggs
Eggs bedded into leek-flecked mash under a blanket of sharp cheese sauce, baked until golden and bubbling. A Welsh supper dish that proves the simplest things are usually the best.
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A chicken breast stuffed with garlic and parsley butter, breaded twice and baked until the crust turns golden and the butter inside pools out when you cut in. The kind of meal worth sitting down properly for.
The kitchen smells of garlic. Not the sharp, raw kind that catches in the back of your throat, but the softer version, worked into butter with parsley and lemon until the whole bowl smells green and warm and promising. That's the beginning of a Kiev, and honestly, if you never got any further than spreading that butter on toast, you'd still have had a good evening.
Chicken Kiev arrived in Britain sometime around 1979, on the shelves of Marks and Spencer in a cardboard sleeve, and the country fell for it completely. It was exotic. Garlic, in butter, inside chicken. For a nation still getting used to the idea of olive oil, it was a quiet revolution wrapped in breadcrumbs. The supermarket versions got worse over the years, the butter replaced with something that didn't quite taste of anything, the coating going limp and pale. But the idea was always sound. Made at home, with proper butter and real garlic and a coating that actually crisps, a Kiev is a far better thing than its ready-meal reputation suggests.
This is a Tuesday-night recipe. It takes a bit of assembly, twenty minutes of your attention, and then the oven does the rest while you set the table. The moment you cut into it and the garlic butter pools out across the plate is one of the more satisfying things in home cooking. There are few better feelings than putting a warm plate in front of someone and watching them discover what's inside.
Serve it with something simple. A green salad with a sharp dressing. New potatoes if you've got them. Nothing that competes. The Kiev is the event. We're only making dinner, but tonight, dinner is worth sitting down for.
Quantity
2 large
boneless, skinless
Quantity
75g
softened
Quantity
3 cloves
crushed to a paste with a pinch of salt
Quantity
small bunch
finely chopped
Quantity
a squeeze
Quantity
to taste
Quantity
to taste
Quantity
50g
Quantity
2
beaten
Quantity
100g
Quantity
a little
for the baking tray
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| chicken breastsboneless, skinless | 2 large |
| unsalted buttersoftened | 75g |
| garliccrushed to a paste with a pinch of salt | 3 cloves |
| flat-leaf parsleyfinely chopped | small bunch |
| lemon juice | a squeeze |
| fine sea salt | to taste |
| black pepper | to taste |
| plain flour | 50g |
| large eggsbeaten | 2 |
| fresh white breadcrumbs | 100g |
| olive oil or melted butterfor the baking tray | a little |
Mash the softened butter with the garlic paste, chopped parsley, a squeeze of lemon, and a grinding of black pepper. Work it with a fork until everything is evenly distributed and the butter smells so strongly of garlic that you'd happily eat it on toast and call that dinner. Shape it into a rough log on a piece of cling film, roll it up tightly, and put it in the freezer for fifteen minutes or so. You want it firm but not rock-solid, cold enough to handle without it melting in your fingers.
Lay a chicken breast on a board. Place your hand flat on top and, using a sharp knife, cut horizontally into the thickest part to create a deep pocket, stopping before you cut all the way through. You're making a cavity, not two pieces. Open it up like a book. If the breast is very thick, cover it with cling film and give it a few gentle whacks with a rolling pin to even it out. Season the inside with salt and pepper.
Take the garlic butter from the freezer and divide it between the two chicken breasts, tucking a piece into each pocket. Fold the chicken back over the butter and press the edges together. It doesn't need to be perfect, but you want the butter enclosed. Tuck any loose flaps of meat around it. The breading will do the rest of the sealing work.
Set up three shallow bowls: flour in one, beaten eggs in the next, breadcrumbs in the last. Season the flour with salt and pepper. Roll each stuffed breast in the flour, shaking off the excess. Dip it in the egg, letting any surplus drip away. Then press it firmly into the breadcrumbs, making sure every surface is covered. Repeat the egg and breadcrumb step a second time. This double coating is what gives you the proper crust and keeps the butter where it belongs. Set the breaded Kievs on a plate, cover, and refrigerate for at least an hour. Longer is better.
Set the oven to 200C/180C fan. Lightly oil a baking tray or brush it with melted butter. Place the Kievs on the tray and bake for twenty to twenty-five minutes, turning once halfway through. You're looking for a deep, even golden brown all over and the sound of the butter starting to sizzle inside. If you press the thickest part gently, it should feel firm and springy, not soft. Let them rest for two or three minutes before serving. Cut into one at the table. The butter should run out in a slow, golden pool. That's the whole point.
1 serving (about 290g)
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