This is a delicious recipe from my favorite cookbook,
Southern Living Light & Easy Comfort Foods.
I love comfort food, especially during a blizzard (which is what we're having right now in Central Ohio.) We have a Level 2 snow emergency, John's working from home today, and we're snuggled up watching the snowflakes fall. This kind of weather only comes once a year if we're lucky.
By the way, have I mentioned lately that my St. John is quite a man? To read why, go here. You know you've got a good one when someone else blogs about how awesome he is!
1 teaspoon olive oil
2 garlic cloves, minced
6 ounces skinless, boneless chicken breast, cut into 1/4 inch wide strips
1/2 cup frozen green peas, thawed
1/3 cup shredded carrot
1/2 cup condensed low-sodium chicken broth, undiluted
2 tablespoons tub-style light cream cheese
2 cups hot cooked farfalle (about 1 1/4 cups uncooked bow tie pasta)
3 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese (I used fresh grated)
1/2 teaspoon of lemon rind
1/8 teaspoon of salt
1/8 teaspoon of pepper
1. Coat a large nonstick skillet with cooking spray; add oil, and place over medium-high heat until hot. Add garlic; saute 15 seconds. Add chicken; saute 1 minute. Add peas and carrot; saute 1 minute. Remove chicken mixture from skillet; set aside.
2. Add chicken broth and cream cheese to skillet, and cook over medium-high heat 3 minutes or until cream cheese melts, stirring constantly with a wisk. Return chicken mixture to the skillet. Stir in pasta, Parmesan cheese, lemon rind, salt, and pepper; cook 1 minute.
Yield: 2 servings (serving size: 1 1/2 cups)
Per serving: Cal 422 Fat 9.7 g Fiber 4.6 g
And, as always, some tunes for your cooking pleasure. This one is dedicated to my huz, who is the kind of guy who gets out of bed to shovel my sister's driveway so she can go to work in the morning (when her own husband is out of town working).
This song is a special love song between us. I often sing him the lyrics when I'm feeling especially gushy in love (and when I'm cooking for him . . . barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen.)
St. John . . . you so crazy, I think I wanna have yo baby.