Posts Tagged ‘chicken’

I give the husband a lot of crap about being a nightmare when it comes to food. But when it comes to chili, I really have no room to talk.

For years, I refused to eat any chili that wasn’t my mom’s or my grandma’s (it was the same). The recipe is: ground beef (or turkey), a can of chili beans, a can of water, 2 cans of tomato sauce, 2 cans of water, and elbow noodles. As you can imagine, this creates more of a soup than a chili. And despite being told by several people that I could call it “goulash” or “chili soup” but under no circumstances was it “chili”, I maintained it was in fact chili. I also refused to eat the beans because ew.

Now, however, I’ve branched out in the chili I’ll consume. It started last Christmasish when my mom forced her new chili recipe on us. I was hungry, so I relented (but you better believe I set a stellar example for the nieces by picking out the beans). Turns out her new chili was even better than her old chili (hearsay!), and it was kind of easier to make since you just browned some meat, threw everything in the Crock Pot, and called it a day.

That experience was what some would call life altering – it led to me collecting chili recipes. But it was really only slightly life altering since I never actually took the plunge and tried a new recipe. Until now.


Nailed It/Failed It: Slow Cooker Quinoa Chicken Chili


Nailed it. Remember how easy I said my mom’s new chili recipe is? This one’s even easier. There’s no browning of anything – just throw it all in the Crock Pot and 6 hours later dinner is served. And yes, I was a grown up and ate the beans.


I halved the quinoa and chicken broth since my Crock Pot was getting a little full. But I think next time I’ll do the full cup of quinoa and leave the broth halved – it was a little soupy. I also used frozen corn instead of canned.



Original recipe from The Girl Who Ate Everything.


Things the husband will not touch: meatloaf

Things the husband cannot get enough of: meatballs

Naturally I had to point out meatballs are really nothing more than mini meatloaf. His response was a suspicious look followed by, “No.” (That was then followed by a winded explanation about what forms he likes his meat in. If you think that sentence sounds bad, you should have heard the whole conversation.)

I think it’s abundantly clear at this point that I’m dealing with a 31 year old toddler. But right now I kind of don’t care because I figured out a loophole to get meatloaf back in my life.


Nailed It/Failed It: Chicken, Spinach, and Feta Meatballs


Nailed it. I’ve made this twice, and the husband has willingly eaten the leftovers both times (he’s not the only one). The first time, I served them in pitas with sweet potato fries on the side and ate the leftovers as a salad. The second time, I served them sans pita with smashed red potatoes and roasted broccoli on the side (yep – meatloaf style).


I sauteed the spinach in olive oil until it wilted.




Original recipe from Healthy. Delicious.

My husband left me this past weekend for Rocklahoma so I left him for my parents. He spent the weekend in a field with drunk trashy people, I spent the weekend looking at old people homes (and by that I  mean they take care of mowing and snow shoveling and everything else is business as usual). While he subsisted on mediocre VIP tent food and frozen pizza, I feasted at Bakers Square and Portillo’s (without a doubt, I won that round). Needless to say, by the time I got back, we were both ready for a bit of a detox.


Nailed It/Failed It: Easy Mediterranean Chicken Packets


Nailed it. These were everything I hoped they would be – delicious and easy. Because let’s be real – after a day of traveling, the last thing I really want to do is cook.


I skipped the capers and used Mediterranean seasoning instead of salt and pepper and again instead of Italian seasoning. These also spent a few minutes in the microwave because 25 minutes = undercooked chicken in my house.






Original recipe from Reservation for Two.

Sometimes you’re just crusin’ along, living life and then BAM! Holiday. And suddenly you’re looking around bewildered wondering where the where it came from and if perhaps you’d be better prepared if you owned a calendar. Then you laugh because it’s 2013 and your mom and grandfather are the only people still using non-electronic calendars.

As you may have guessed by now, I just realized Cinco De Mayo is this Sunday. Despite the best of intentions, I never properly celebrate it. This is partially because it sneaks up on me and partially because I don’t do drunk crowds. And that, kids, explains why this found its way to my kitchen table last night.

Nailed It/Failed It: Southwest Chicken Pasta Bowls


Nailed it. Without a doubt, this will be a repeat performance in my kitchen. It’s healthy, delectable, and crazy fast – what’s not to love?


I used frozen corn, this seasoning for the chicken (and a little on the corn and beans)  skipped the red pepper, and skipped the cilantro. And if you think I didn’t top this with guac, you don’t know me at all. Hi, I’m Jenn.

Original recipe from Whit Likes Fit.

On Sunday, the husband and I took the front yard from this:


to this:


Yes, we dug up the grass and planted half of what Lowes has to offer in one day. Why? Because we’re hardcore. Or idiots. Your call really. Either way, I’d say it’s pretty obvious neither of us had done a project like this before and didn’t realize just how long of a day it would be. But before we got started, I had a stroke of brilliance and realized the last thing I would want to do after spending all day digging up the yard is cook. Yet I also suspected we’d be ravenous. Thus I enlisted my good friend the Crock Pot (I’d say best friend but Advil’s holding that title).


Nailed It/Failed It: Slow Cooker Chicken Black Bean Tacos


Nailed it. These were everything I ever wanted on Sunday – easy and delicious. And yes, I realize it’s a real crap photo but I had just spent 7 hours in the yard and barely had the strength to hit the turn signal in my car. So basically what I’m saying is. . .you can deal.


I cooked it on low for 5 hours, skipped the slaw, and served them on tortillas topped with cheese and guac.




Original recipe from Skinnytaste.

You know how sometimes despite your best intentions, things don’t work out at all like you think they will? Like when your husband tells his dad he has an open invitation to visit and then 2 days later his dad calls saying he just booked a flight for 6 days (six!) without checking to see if those days even worked for you? Or when your husband’s dad shows up for said excessively long extended visit and insists on taking you and your husband to dinner every freakin’ meal despite the fact that you have a fridge full of produce that needs to be used? Or when something you recreated off of Pinterest looks nothing like the original despite following the instructions exactly?

Nailed It/Failed It: Melt In Your Mouth Chicken


I don’t even know. It was delicious, but there was no crispy looking coating to be found. I literally have no idea how they did it. Mine didn’t brown at all until I turned on the broiler, and even then, I did not end up with anything remotely resembling what Pinterest promised. If I had to guess, I’d say that photo doesn’t really go with that recipe. But you should make this anyway. It’s quite tasty (and incredibly easy) even if it is quite pale.


I used Italian seasoning instead of seasoning salt and put it under the broiler for a few minutes at the end. Honestly, it probably could have gone a little longer under the broiler, but I get paranoid about burning the hell out of things with that devil contraption.



Original recipe from Foodpinsnow. (If you know where this really originated, let me know and I’ll update this post.)

Every once in awhile, the husband and I run through the list of things he will and will not eat. It normally happens after I do things like threaten to make ham for Easter or tell him I used mayo (both at the top of the Will Not Eat list). This latest listing led to the revelation that the husband is a huge fan of chicken cordon bleu. After the shock wore off, I spent a solid 20 minutes harassing him about his ham hypocrisy and then got excited about the prospect of bringing chicken cordon bleu into our lives. Really excited. Overly excited if I’m being completely honest.

For awhile now, I’ve been pinning chicken cordon bleu recipes, knowing full well I’d most likely never actually make it due to the ham hatred. But I couldn’t help myself – I’d see it and pin it, Pavlov style. So when it came to choosing which recipe to replicate, there was obviously only one way to settle it – whichever one I stumbled upon first.


Nailed It/Failed It: Skinny Chicken Cordon Bleu


Nailed it. Stunning, isn’t it? I know I blew my mind with my impressive chicken rolling skills. Just kidding. It looks like a hot mess. But it was delicious so I don’t even care. I’d even serve it to company looking like this because sometimes taste trumps presentation. Who am I kidding? Taste always trumps presentation in my kitchen.


I used thinly sliced chicken rather than slicing the breasts myself since I’m not what you’d call majestic with a knife. I also added some Panko to the breadcrumb mixture, used tacon instead of ham, and did, indeed, rock the toothpicks. The tacon was partially because I had it already and partially because I’m still skeptical of the husband being down with “real” chicken cordon bleu. In fact, we actually renamed it Chicken Cordon Boo. (We’re obnoxious and call each other boo – we were even pronounced “husband and wife and boos for life” at our wedding. I know.)




Original recipe from Skinnytaste.