Holey Bread and Chicken!
For all of you who have been waiting patiently to see how the apple whole wheat bread turned out, we finally sliced it up for breakfast this morning. It looked liked this.
Holey. Yup. This often happens with swirly bread. I have read several ways to mitigate this, but I am not sure any of them would have worked here anyway.
Despite the gaping hole, it toasted nicely and was simply delish with salted butter and honey. It was definitely a worthwhile experiment and one that I will keep in mind for my next bread baking project, which, of course, will also involve apples because everything I am making these days has apples in it.
Everything except for this week’s ffwd recipe, Chicken Basquaise. Don’t ask me how to say it. Even though I took two years of college French, I am not certain how to pronounce this.
Anyway, because of my tomato intolerance and because I wanted to streamline this recipe a bit, I changed it a little. The first thing I did was to use roasted peppers, which Dorie does give as an option, except the husband roasted them a few days earlier when we were grilling other things and I kept them in the fridge until I needed them. I browned the chicken first, then cooked the onions and one poblano pepper that hadn’t gotten pre-roasted.
After the onions and poblano were softened, I added the rest of the peppers and a tablespoon of tomato paste to replace the tomatoes called for in the recipe.
The white wine and herbs went in with the chicken and I sprinkled everything with smoked paprika that I found at Trader Joe’s. I let it simmer until the chicken was done.
It was pretty good. The poblano chile lent a subtle spiciness to the dish, but not too much for the boys. The chicken was nice and moist and the peppers and onions soft and sweet. I thought the pre-roasted peppers were a little on the slimy side, so I am not sure I would do the pre-roasting step again, but it was convenient. Maybe I’ll have to watch to make sure they don’t get too soft in the roasting process. The best thing is that the tablespoon of tomato paste seems not to have bothered me, so maybe I can have a little tomato in my life after all! Yay!