How To Consistently Cook Tender, Juicy Chicken Breasts

You would think that chicken is a pretty easy meat to cook. However, there’s a very fine line between undercooking it (yikes!) and overcooking it to the point where it’s like eating sawdust. Thankfully, following these simple directions will ensure that your chicken breasts are tender, juicy, and perfectly cooked — every single time. Thanks to Food Republic for sharing!

You will need:
1 pound of boneless chicken breasts
2 teaspoons of olive oil
Salt and pepper

Directions:
Step 1: First, rub the chicken with a little olive oil (1 teaspoon should do the trick for a pound or so), salt and pepper.

Step 2: Heat another teaspoon of olive oil in a medium skillet over medium heat, place chicken breasts in and cook until edges are opaque, about 10 minutes.

Step 3: Flip to the other side, then cover the pan, lower the heat and cook for another 10 minutes.

Step 4: Finally (and this is important) let the chicken rest for at least 5 minutes before you cut it or all the juice you made the effort to keep in will come running right out, resulting in a flavorless, rubbery mass. When it comes to a juicy chicken breast, patience is a virtue.

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