It’s time to break my silence, simply because last night my husband made us the most delicious grilled chicken I’ve ever tasted. I don’t want to forget how he did it.

I called it “Winnie-the-Pooh Chicken” because I wanted my son to eat it so I told him it had honey in it, which Winnie-the-Pooh likes. As for myself, it seriously was the best (most moist and flavorful) chicken I’ve ever eaten before.

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