Pride isn’t limited to self-righteousness. Our pride can also be self-preoccupation: being overly concerned with what others think of us and strongly desiring that others would think highly of us. Shyness can result from proudly fearing saying something stupid. Thinking extensively of how we look or act in public can come from a deep desire to impress others. Regularly redirecting conversation to ourselves can be prideful self-centeredness. The bottom line is that when we are proud, we think a lot about ourselves.

Karl Graustein

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Meats	Tex-Mex	Barbeque, Poultry	1	Servings

INGREDIENTS

1		3-4 pound chicken, halved with backbone removed
1		Lemon, halved
6		Garlic, cloves, crushed
1	tb	Cayenne pepper
1	tb	White pepper
2	tb	Paprika Salt to taste

INSTRUCTIONS

MARINADE
Wash chicken thoroughly.  Pat dry.  Rub both sides with half a lemon. In a
small bowl mix garlic and spices.  Rub mixture on both sides of chicken.
Place the chicken halves, skin-side up, in a shallow baking dish. Allow the
chicken to stand covered in refrigerator for 24 hours. Place the chicken
halves, skin-side up, 4-5 inches from mesquite coals. Cover and grill for
20 minutes, turn and grill at 20 to 30 minutes intervals. Total cooking
time is about 1 1/2 hours.
Posted to MealMaster Recipes List, Digest #166
Date: Sat, 15 Jun 1996 08:59:33 -0700
From: cstarz@teleport.com (Carey Starzinger)

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