Dairy Free and Gluten Free Cream of Chicken Soup

Dairy Free and Gluten Free Cream of Chicken Soup could be just the gluten free and dairy free recipe you've been looking for. For $1.09 per serving, this recipe covers 8% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. This soup has 288 calories, 12g of protein, and 23g of fat per serving. This recipe serves 4. It is brought to you by Your Homebased Mom. 1011 person have tried and liked this recipe. It is perfect for Winter. A mixture of chicken broth, pepper, gluten free flour, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so scrumptious. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes approximately 45 minutes. Taking all factors into account, this recipe earns a spoonacular score of 45%, which is pretty good. Try Creamy Cream-less Broccoli Soup {Gluten Free, Dairy Free & Low Carb}, Thousand Island Dressing (Gluten-Free, Corn-Free, Dairy-Free, Soy-Free, Nut-Free, Gum-Free and Refined Sugar-Free), and Chicken Tortilla Soup (dairy free & gluten free) for similar recipes.

Servings: 4

 

Ingredients:

1 1/2 C chicken broth

1 1/2 C coconut milk

1-2 C of cooked chicken, cut up

6 Tbsp gluten free flour

1 1/2 tsp onion powder

pepper to taste

1 tsp salt

4 Tbsp butter or Earth Balance (if you can't have butter)

Equipment:

Cooking instruction summary:

Melt butter, add in onion powder, salt and pepper. Stir in flour and cook for a minute or twoAdd in chicken broth and bring to simmerAdd in coconut milk and simmer until it thickens. About 12-15 minutes

 

Step by step:


1. Melt butter, add in onion powder, salt and pepper. Stir in flour and cook for a minute or two

2. Add in chicken broth and bring to simmer

3. Add in coconut milk and simmer until it thickens. About 12-15 minutes


Nutrition Information:

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291k Calories
12g Protein
21g Total Fat
15g Carbs
14% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
291k
15%

Fat
21g
33%

  Saturated Fat
16g
104%

Carbohydrates
15g
5%

  Sugar
3g
4%

Cholesterol
26mg
9%

Sodium
944mg
41%

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Protein
12g
26%

Vitamin C
102mg
124%

Vitamin A
2348IU
47%

Manganese
0.79mg
40%

Iron
4mg
23%

Vitamin B3
4mg
22%

Vitamin B6
0.39mg
20%

Phosphorus
182mg
18%

Potassium
503mg
14%

Magnesium
57mg
14%

Selenium
8µg
13%

Copper
0.25mg
13%

Folate
48µg
12%

Fiber
2g
11%

Zinc
1mg
9%

Vitamin E
1mg
8%

Vitamin B2
0.12mg
7%

Vitamin B5
0.72mg
7%

Vitamin B1
0.09mg
6%

Calcium
40mg
4%

Vitamin K
3µg
4%

Vitamin B12
0.14µg
2%

covered percent of daily need
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