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Simple Summer Supper -- Paleo Style

Happy Summer Solstice! Today the sun will be at the highest point in the sky, we will experience the longest sunshine-filled day of the year, and we enter into the summer season. When it comes to cooking, there's no better way to represent summer than by grilling.

Oh, how colorful!

Grilling is one of the easiest ways to create a simple, summer supper -- Paleo style! So grab your skewers, any number of (organic) vegetables, and your cage-free chicken, and let's get grilling.


These particular chicken kebabs feature onion, green and red bell peppers, squash, mushrooms and pineapple. Once the veggies are on the skewers, brush them with olive oil and sprinkle your spices. I use a blend of cumin, pepper and sea salt.


We marinate our meats in homemade marinades to avoid any preservatives, high fructose corn syrup, or any other additives we find not delightful. These chicken breasts were marinated in freshly squeezed lime juice, garlic, and cilantro.


Leave the skewers on the grill with the flames just licking at them (to give them a charred flavor) until the chicken is fully cooked. Depending on the desired texture of the squash, you may want to put them on the grill before the rest of the kebabs as they take a little longer to soften than the other veggies.

And voila! You've got a delicious, nutritious, summer meal that any caveperson would enjoy.

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