I would, except I couldn't eat eight pieces of chicken by myself. Well, four big ones, cut in half.

I could not induce my father to grill it as he was tired from a day spent staining the deck, so I used the lousy indoor grill. Ended up finishing it off in the oven.

But the two days of marinating certainly didn't do it any harm. In short everyone liked it. Although they were less thrilled about the grilled eggplant and summer squash I served with it. The trials of living with a family of picky eaters. I think they ended up warming a can of green beans.