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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Playing Chicken and A Giveaway

I hit a culinary home run last night. 

Though I've been cooking for over 30 years now, Sir has been more of a challenge to please than your average bear. He thinks breakfast is the emperor of all meals.  He's a runner, and to him, food is fuel, not a love language.   Recipes that have garnered positive reviews from guests for most of my adult life have been met with, "That's really good, dear.  Maybe you could ask my mom how she makes it."

Before your blood boils in sympathy for poor, underappreciated me, think about it.  I've actually observed this with nearly all of us.  NOBODY cooks like Mom.  I'd rather eat my mom's cooking than my own any day of the week.  The Girl can whip up any recipe I've ever made for her, but she prefers Mom or Grandma's touch.  Some of the highest compliments I've gotten at parties have been something along the lines of, "Dang - that's even better than my mama's - but don't tell her!"

So one day last year, I asked Sir's mom how she makes one of his favorites - chicken parmesan.  (This is not something I grew up eating or cooking, and the first few times I made it for him I used The Pioneer Woman's recipe.  He liked it, but thought it was way too much work.)  His mom told me her recipe, and I didn't write it down.  When it occurred to me to try it for supper last night, I'd long forgotten what she said.  Improvisation was the word of the day, and it turned out reaaaallly fabulous.  Sir's plate was so clean I nearly didn't have to wash it.  Before I forget how I did it, I'm going to post the recipe below.  Try it - you'll like it! 

Disclaimer:  Just before we sat down to eat, I may or may not have told Sir that I was pretty sure this was exactly how his mom told me to make the dish.  No harm in starting him out with a positive attitude, right?  Of course right.


Chicken Parm

3 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, pounded within 1/2 inch of their lives.  Mine were French.  I'll miss French Coqs when we leave here.  I pound chicken between two sheets of wax paper on a cutting board, because that's how my mom does it.  See above.

Oil, Progresso Italian Breadcrumbs, Grated Parmesan Cheese, Italian Seasoning, and one egg.  I didn't measure any of these things, because I was improvising.  Cover the bottom of a heavy skillet with olive oil. Heat on medium-high.  Pour (I'd guess it's about 1/3 cup) breadcrumbs, five good shakes of parmesan and two good shakes of seasoning in a plastic bag.  Shake to mix.  Beat the egg in a shallow dish, dip the chicken breasts in egg to coat, and then place them in the bag and shake it up, baby. (I know many people put their breading in a shallow dish as well, then dredge the chicken, but I like the easy cleanup of just tossing out the plastic bag.  Plus it takes me back to the commercials of my childhood - "it's Shake 'n Bake, and I haaayelpd.")

Fry the chicken to brown on both sides, turning frequently.  This doesn't take very long, since it's nice and thin.

1 Jar Prego Spaghetti Sauce, 1/2 small can of Tomato Paste, 1/4 cup water.  These were on sale at the commissary this week - the sauce was only $1.50 and the tomato paste was 9 cents!  I poured the sauce into a bowl, added the paste, then put the water in the sauce jar and shook it up to get every bit of sauce goodness out of that jar.  Because that's what my mother does.  Also, props to my brother Roy, who told me years ago that Prego was the  best spaghetti sauce.  He was right.  Mix the sauce and pour about 1/3 of it into the bottom of a 9x13 glass dish.  Place the chicken on top, then pour the rest of the sauce on top of the chicken.

Two big handfuls of Kraft Shredded Italian Cheese.  Sprinkle the cheese generously on top of the chicken.  Bake the whole thing in a 350 degree oven until the cheese is melty and the sauce is bubbly.  In our voltage challenged building which fluctuates oven temperatures more violently than my hormones on a good day, this took about 20 minutes, which gives you just enough time to boil

Half a box of thin Spaghetti.  I had the water bubbling on the back burner as I was prepping the chicken; if you forget, you still have plenty of  time to cook the spaghetti while the sauce is heating in the oven.

Plate the chicken beside a mound of spaghetti, and ladle some extra sauce on top of the noodles. 

I served this with a simple salad and some garlic bread.   Believe it or not (I'm totally reverting to childhood for sure) we had cherry jello with fruit cocktail in it for dessert!  The whole thing was so fast, so cheap, and so so good.  We are not about the gourmet here, hence the not-from-scratch ingredients, but honestly, I don't know how it could have been any better. The chicken was so tender we could literally cut it with our forks.   This one goes in the permanent rotation for sure.  Best part is, every part of this meal can be kept in stock in the pantry/freezer (except for the salad) and put together quickly for company.

This served the two of us, with enough leftovers for Sir to take for lunch to work today.  Too bad, so sad he forgot them...:)

I'm so tickled about the whole thing, I'm giving away another knife.  This one is a non-serrated Victorinox paring knife - the most-used knife in my kitchen.  You'll be getting a new one, not the actual most-used one in my kitchen.  All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below telling me YOUR current favorite recipe.  No food snobs here, so any simple thing you're enjoying is eligible.  I'll use my patented random hall-yelling technique to choose a winner on Monday, March 19th.


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2 comments:

  1. Wendy! So nice of you to comment. Thank you!

    I "eeeeked!" when you said you were moving to NoVa. My husband and I lived there from 2001-2005 and loved it. Our church was Immanuel Bible Church off Braddock Road (close to 495). They've just welcomed a new pastor from Southern Ca. My worlds are colliding. LOL

    It is always tough to move. If there are ways I can help as you adjust to VA, I'd be happy to try.

    sending Siesta love,
    rachel

    p.s. My father was Air Force...I was born in Germany. ;)

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  2. Follow this link to my current go-to meal:

    http://threemanycooks.com/conversations/breakfast-in-jericho/

    When I make this, I am picturing Kevin and I eating outside on a picnic table with congenial friends, in the holyland.

    It is a healthy dish that I usually make with what ever beans are on sale. My whole family enjoys it - even Grace who does not enjoy beans.

    Barb Vahey

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