driving back from toronto at 3am last weekend, i decided i NEEDED breaded chicken. breaded, stuffed chicken. (may or may not have made a stop right then. at an unmentionable, umm eatery...)
the next morning (afternoon) i went to my favourite place in the whole world (yes, loblaws...WHAT UP JOE FRESH) and got what i needed! what a good idea! (bff mike got back from europe yesterday and last night i think i almost died and i cannot think at all right now. please excuse this entire post. i went to starbucks and tried to order a non fat iced cinnamon dolce latte and it came out "could i have a vanilla...no caramel....no, sorry, i mean cinnamon..." ) OK SO FOOD TALK. coated the breasts in buttermilk (new favourite combination of words!), rolled in bread crumbs and fresh herbs...oh yeah i forgot...first sliced open and stuffed with broccoli and old white cheddar...seared in grapeseed oil and butter!
served on a mound of delicious mashed potatoes with pppppeas and a cider!
i thought a good way to get rid of the rest of the toomuchbroccoli i bought was to make some blurry broccoli (and potato and cheddar) soup! kaaaay.
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