Few things remind me of my childhood as much as Chicken Tabaka. I remember fondly the shocking and fantastic smell of savory garlic, laced with the fresh floral scent of dill, filling the room as my father held down the top of a dutch oven and pressed it with all his might onto the chicken to flatten and crisp the skin. Although nothing compares to all of the smells, memories and tastes of how i remember this dish, this Chicken Tabaka at Cafe Glechik in Brighton Beach is a pretty close substitute...













