The chicken I roasted Sunday has given forth another meal – a chicken salad salad. This was actually a planned meal – not something I often do. But when I roasted the chicken Sunday, I planned at least 2 more meals from it – a salad and a soup. The carcass is simmering as I type.
The chicken salad was your basic – chicken, onion, celery, pickle, salt and pepper, bound with mayonnaise. I put a big ol’ scoop into a tomato I sliced in eighths and set on a bed of mixed greens. I then added cheese and garlic tortolloni, blackberries, and Victor made a simple vinaigrette. A loaf of bulgur whole wheat bread finished off the meal. And me.
And lest anyone thing we’ve totally lost our minds and are eating a whole loaf of bread every night… Not exactly true. I’m making 10-12oz boules. We each get a few slices at dinner, and Victor has sandwich bread for lunch the following day.
I am loving the weather change. I lovelovelove snow, but I love warm even more. Salads are really making me smile.
And so is the fresh-baked bread.
Tonight’s loaf was the whole wheat dough with about 1/4 cup of bulgur wheat mixed in and sprinkled on top. And roasted garlic butter to spread on the warm slices.
There is just nothing better…