
Far, far, FAR too often I end up with boneless, skinless chicken breasts in my fridge with no plan in sight. Then, what happens is I avoid them…like the plague. They sort of bore me and man is it easy to fall into ruts of grilling or pasta-ing them. No clue why I continue to put them in my cart at the beginning of the week but I do…likely because they force me to get creative. So the end of the week comes and all I’ve got left in the fridge is those poor little chick-a-dees and a bunch of randomness in the veggie drawer, freezer and pantry to work with. Continue reading




