Mandarin Chicken Rice Bake

Mandarin Chicken Rice Bake is a gluten free and dairy free main course. One portion of this dish contains approximately 15g of protein, 6g of fat, and a total of 222 calories. For 72 cents per serving, this recipe covers 9% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. This recipe serves 6. 171 person have tried and liked this recipe. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes about 45 minutes. If you have cooked chicken, water, green bell pepper, and a few other ingredients on hand, you can make it. It is brought to you by Eat at Home Cooks. With a spoonacular score of 63%, this dish is solid. Mandarin Pork and Wild Rice, Traditional Mandarin Fried Rice, and Mandarin Peanut Rice Salad are very similar to this recipe.

Servings: 6

 

Ingredients:

2 cups cooked chicken

1 can cream of chicken soup

1/2 cup green pepper, chopped

1 onion, chopped fine

2 Tbs. soy sauce

1 1/2 cups boiling water

3/4 cup uncooked white rice

Equipment:

casserole dish

Cooking instruction summary:

Grease a 2 quart casserole dish. Put the rice and the boiling water in the dish, stirring to mix. Add the other ingredients, stirring to mix them all in. Bake at 350 degrees for an hour and 15 minutes.You can use celery or pimento in addition to or instead of the green pepper.

 

Step by step:


1. Grease a 2 quart casserole dish.

2. Put the rice and the boiling water in the dish, stirring to mix.

3. Add the other ingredients, stirring to mix them all in.

4. Bake at 350 degrees for an hour and 15 minutes.You can use celery or pimento in addition to or instead of the green pepper.


Nutrition Information:

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221k Calories
15g Protein
6g Total Fat
24g Carbs
9% Health Score
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Calories
221k
11%

Fat
6g
10%

  Saturated Fat
1g
11%

Carbohydrates
24g
8%

  Sugar
1g
2%

Cholesterol
39mg
13%

Sodium
732mg
32%

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Protein
15g
31%

Selenium
16µg
23%

Vitamin B3
4mg
23%

Manganese
0.36mg
18%

Phosphorus
147mg
15%

Vitamin B6
0.29mg
15%

Vitamin C
11mg
14%

Copper
0.18mg
9%

Vitamin B5
0.84mg
8%

Iron
1mg
8%

Zinc
1mg
8%

Vitamin B2
0.12mg
7%

Potassium
219mg
6%

Magnesium
23mg
6%

Vitamin B1
0.07mg
5%

Fiber
0.87g
3%

Vitamin A
157IU
3%

Vitamin K
3µg
3%

Calcium
27mg
3%

Folate
11µg
3%

Vitamin E
0.35mg
2%

Vitamin B12
0.14µg
2%

covered percent of daily need
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