Creamy Chicken Barley Stew with Lemon & Fresh Dill

Creamy Chicken Barley Stew with Lemon & Fresh Dill takes around 1 hour from beginning to end. For $1.48 per serving, you get a main course that serves 8. One serving contains 303 calories, 21g of protein, and 10g of fat. It is perfect for Autumn. This recipe from A Teaspoon of Happiness requires fat-free half-and-half, flour, fresh dill, and chicken stock. This recipe is liked by 151 foodies and cooks. Taking all factors into account, this recipe earns a spoonacular score of 89%, which is excellent. Similar recipes include Chicken and Barley Stew with Dill and Lemon, Barley and Tuna Salad With Lemon and Dill, and Barley Soup with Greens, Fennel, Lemon, and Dill.

Servings: 8

Preparation duration: 10 minutes

Cooking duration: 50 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 cup barley

3 carrots, roughly chopped (about 2 cups)

3 stalks celery, chopped (about 1½ cups)

6 cups chicken stock

¼ cup fat-free half-and-half

3 tablespoons all-purpose flour

2 tablespoons fresh chopped dill

2 garlic clove, minced

Juice of ½ a lemon

2 leeks, white and light green parts only, halved and sliced (about 2 cups)

3 tablespoons olive oil

Salt & pepper

4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, chopped into bite-sized pieces

Equipment:

pot

whisk

bowl

Cooking instruction summary:

In a large stockpot, heat 2 tablespoons olive oil over medium-high heat.Add chicken pieces and cook until golden brown.Remove from pot and set aside.Add remaining oil, celery and carrots and cook for about 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.Add leeks and garlic, cooking for about 3 more minutes, stirring occasionally.Add barley and chicken stock.Cover pot and bring to a rolling boil.Reduce heat to medium low and simmer, stirring occasionally, for about 35-40 minutes or until barley is tender.In a small bowl, whisk together flour fat-free half-and-half.Add the chicken and the milk mixture to pot and cook until flour has thickened the stew and chicken - about 5 minutes.Stir in the lemon juice and dill just before serving.

 

Step by step:


1. In a large stockpot, heat 2 tablespoons olive oil over medium-high heat.

2. Add chicken pieces and cook until golden brown.

3. Remove from pot and set aside.

4. Add remaining oil, celery and carrots and cook for about 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.

5. Add leeks and garlic, cooking for about 3 more minutes, stirring occasionally.

6. Add barley and chicken stock.Cover pot and bring to a rolling boil.Reduce heat to medium low and simmer, stirring occasionally, for about 35-40 minutes or until barley is tender.In a small bowl, whisk together flour fat-free half-and-half.

7. Add the chicken and the milk mixture to pot and cook until flour has thickened the stew and chicken - about 5 minutes.Stir in the lemon juice and dill just before serving.


Nutrition Information:

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302k Calories
20g Protein
9g Total Fat
33g Carbs
28% Health Score
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Calories
302k
15%

Fat
9g
15%

  Saturated Fat
1g
11%

Carbohydrates
33g
11%

  Sugar
6g
7%

Cholesterol
41mg
14%

Sodium
568mg
25%

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Protein
20g
41%

Vitamin A
5840IU
117%

Vitamin B3
10mg
52%

Selenium
32µg
46%

Vitamin B6
0.73mg
37%

Manganese
0.66mg
33%

Phosphorus
267mg
27%

Vitamin K
24µg
23%

Fiber
5g
23%

Vitamin B1
0.31mg
21%

Potassium
717mg
21%

Vitamin B2
0.34mg
20%

Magnesium
66mg
17%

Copper
0.28mg
14%

Iron
2mg
12%

Folate
48µg
12%

Vitamin B5
1mg
11%

Vitamin E
1mg
10%

Zinc
1mg
10%

Vitamin C
7mg
9%

Calcium
56mg
6%

Vitamin B12
0.15µg
3%

covered percent of daily need
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Copyright 1999 W. Bruce Cameron Every Wednesday morning for the past nine years, my wife has interrupted the usual flow of chaos by shrieking, "oh my gosh, it's trash day!" The children, all three of whom are in various stages of school preparation, react to this statement as if she has just spoken Romanian, stopping and staring at her in numb incomprehension. "Hurry!" my wife urges them. Being obedient children, they immediately proceed to hurry. However, with no specific instructions beyond that, they don't seem to be hurrying to do anything in particular--certainly, trash collection is in no way involved. They bump into each other in the hallway a lot, shouting at each other to "get out of the way!" "Gather up all the garbage!" my wife and I command. The kids respond by forming a committee to debate the fairness of this directive. After a brief discussion, they reach the consensus that everyone should be held responsible for his or her "own" junk. As corollary to this absurd principle, they initiate an anthropologic study into the contents of each receptacle. For example, since the parents cook, most of the trash under the sink is "theirs." My oldest daughter haughtily declares that she "never" throws anything away. My son, checking through the downstairs trash can to gather evidence that he's not accountable for that one, begins to feel remorse over some of the things he's discarded, and starts pulling items out. "We're running late!" my wife warns. This could be our Official Family Motto. I recently purchased a shredder for my confidential documents, only to discover I don't have any confidential documents. However, a fifteen-year-old girl's entire life is cause for secrecy, and I can hear her using the device now, grinding up correspondence from her friends in school. "We don't have time for that!" I tell her. A few minutes later, my son joins her and begins shredding what sounds like a potato. The school bus chugs by, and I pick up the phone to call the attendance line. "For absences, press 1," the recording tells me. "For late arrivals, press 2. If you're the Camerons calling because it's trash day, press 3." "We're pigs," my oldest daughter announces. I regard her warily. "We throw away too much stuff." "It would be better just to dump it all on the floor in your bedroom like you do," I agree. Despite my expectations, a single garbage can has now found its way to the curb. My son places it in the center of the driveway, so that no one will be able to drive to work. A gusty wind blows an empty milk jug out of the container and into the woods. My boy responds with the reflexes of a glacier, watching the carton bounce away. I open the door. "Hey!" I tell him. "Go get that!" He stares at me blankly. "The milk jug!" I yell. "Oh, okay, Dad!" he responds cheerfully. Having seen his bus pass by has put him in a euphoric mood. He picks up a second plastic milk container and, to my amazement, tosses it into the wind, jubilantly clapping his hands as it flies into the trees. "Why did you do that?" I shriek. "Well it seemed like a waste of time to go after just one!" he responds logically. He'll make someone a fine husband someday. All week long my children have been denying that the kitchen trash needs to be emptied, jumping up and down on the contents to compress them. As a result, when I drag the plastic container from under the sink, it weighs as much as a collapsed star. I wrestle it to the end of the driveway and the neighborhood dogs trot up to see what the Camerons will have on the breakfast buffet this morning. My daughter is right; we do throw too much stuff away. By the time we're finished, we've dragged so much junk out to the end of my driveway it resembles the inside of my garage. The shredder falls silent and the kids go to school, and what passes for peace at the Cameron house settles over the morning. Until next Wednesday.

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