Creamy Noodles and Vegetables with Fried Frank Topping

Creamy Noodles and Vegetables with Fried Frank Topping is an American recipe that serves 8. For 74 cents per serving, this recipe covers 14% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. One serving contains 302 calories, 13g of protein, and 9g of fat. This recipe from Simply Being Mommy requires pepper, green onions, franks, and fried onions. This recipe is liked by 16 foodies and cooks. It works well as a side dish. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes around 5 minutes. All things considered, we decided this recipe deserves a spoonacular score of 60%. This score is solid. Try Stir-fried Rice Noodles With Vegetables, Stir-Fried Rice Noodles with Vegetables, and Creamy Chicken and Vegetables with Noodles for similar recipes.

Servings: 8

Preparation duration: 5 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 can cream of mushroom soup

5 cups (10 oz) uncooked medium egg noodles

6 Hebrew National 97% Fat Free Franks, cut in half and thinly sliced lengthwise

2 tbsp canned french-fried onions

2 cups frozen mixed vegetables, thawed and drained

½ tsp garlic salt

3 green onions, sliced

1¼ cups milk

¼ tsp pepper

Equipment:

frying pan

Cooking instruction summary:

Cook and drain noodles as directed on package.In a hot skillet, cook sliced franks on high heat. You will notice that the franks start to curl. That's what you want. Cook until crispy around the edges.Meanwhile, in another large skillet sprayed with cooking spray over medium heat, add mixed vegetables and green onions. Cook about 4 minutes, stirring frequently, until vegetables are crisp-tender. Add milk, cream of mushroom soup, garlic salt and pepper.Combine noodles and soup mixture; cook until heated through.Top with fried frank strips and french-fried onions.

 

Step by step:


1. Cook and drain noodles as directed on package.In a hot skillet, cook sliced franks on high heat. You will notice that the franks start to curl. That's what you want. Cook until crispy around the edges.Meanwhile, in another large skillet sprayed with cooking spray over medium heat, add mixed vegetables and green onions. Cook about 4 minutes, stirring frequently, until vegetables are crisp-tender.

2. Add milk, cream of mushroom soup, garlic salt and pepper.

3. Combine noodles and soup mixture; cook until heated through.Top with fried frank strips and french-fried onions.


Nutrition Information:

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302k Calories
13g Protein
9g Total Fat
42g Carbs
9% Health Score
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Calories
302k
15%

Fat
9g
14%

  Saturated Fat
3g
22%

Carbohydrates
42g
14%

  Sugar
2g
3%

Cholesterol
50mg
17%

Sodium
699mg
30%

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Protein
13g
26%

Selenium
38µg
55%

Vitamin A
2439IU
49%

Manganese
0.58mg
29%

Phosphorus
190mg
19%

Vitamin B2
0.26mg
15%

Vitamin B1
0.22mg
15%

Vitamin B3
2mg
15%

Zinc
2mg
14%

Copper
0.26mg
13%

Fiber
3g
13%

Iron
2mg
13%

Folate
47µg
12%

Magnesium
43mg
11%

Potassium
343mg
10%

Vitamin K
9µg
9%

Vitamin B12
0.51µg
9%

Vitamin B6
0.17mg
8%

Calcium
80mg
8%

Vitamin B5
0.79mg
8%

Vitamin C
5mg
7%

Vitamin D
0.6µg
4%

Vitamin E
0.18mg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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Food Joke

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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