The Art of Eating's Sautéed Chicken with Tomatoes and Olives

You can never have too many beverage recipes, so give The Art of Eating's Sautéed Chicken with Tomatoes and Olives a try. This dairy free recipe serves 4 and costs $5.41 per serving. One portion of this dish contains roughly 91g of protein, 94g of fat, and a total of 1322 calories. A few people made this recipe, and 31 would say it hit the spot. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes roughly 1 hour and 15 minutes. A mixture of white wine, chicken, parsley, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so delicious. It is brought to you by Serious Eats. Taking all factors into account, this recipe earns a spoonacular score of 87%, which is excellent. If you like this recipe, take a look at these similar recipes: The Art of Eating's Swordfish with Olives, Celery, Garlic, Vinegar, and Mint, Sauteed Chicken with Tomatoes, Olives, and Feta, and 5 Ingredient Sauteed Chicken and Broccoli Rabe with Black Olives, Sundried Tomatoes and Feta.

Servings: 4

 

Ingredients:

2 bay leaves

A chicken, weighing 4 to 5 pounds, cut into 8 pieces: 4 sections of breast roughly equal in size (including the wings attached to 2 of them) plus 2 thighs and 2 drumsticks

All-purpose flour

1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves or 1/2 teaspoon dried thyme

2 cloves garlic, very finely chopped

Excellent, fresh-tasting olive oil

2 onions, finely chopped

1/4 pound lean salt pork, lardo, or pancetta without rind, cut crosswise in 1/4-by-1/4-inch lardons

A large handful of parsley, chopped not long before serving

Salt and black pepper

5 tomatoes, peeled, seeded, and chopped

1/2 cup white wine

3/4 cup green or black Niçoise or other olives cured in brine

Equipment:

paper towels

frying pan

pot

Cooking instruction summary:

Procedures 1 Put the lardons into a pan of cold water, bring them to a boil, drain, and rinse in cold water. In a large, heavy pot, sauté the lardons in 2 tablespoons of olive oil until their edges just begin to crisp and they render some of their fat; remove them to a paper towel to drain. 2 Salt and pepper the chicken, and coat the pieces lightly with flour. sauté the chicken in the fat from the lardons, turning, until the pieces are golden on all sides. Remove the chicken to a warm plate. 3 Over low heat, cook the onions in the same fat, adding more oil if needed, stirring until they are translucent but not colored. Add the wine, raise the heat, and stir to deglaze the pan. Add the garlic and thyme and cook briefly to reduce the amount of liquid by about half. Add the tomatoes and bay leaves, and simmer until the liquid is reduced again by about one-third, depending on how juicy the tomatoes are, to a strong but not intense flavor. 4 Return the chicken to the pot, and cook over medium-low heat, covered, until the chicken is done—perhaps 20 minutes, according to how thoroughly you sautéed it beforehand. During the last few minutes of cooking, add the sautéed lardons and the olives. Remove the bay leaves. Taste and season as needed with salt and pepper. Sprinkle with chopped parsley. Warn everyone that the olives have pits.

 

Step by step:


1. 1

2. Put the lardons into a pan of cold water, bring them to a boil, drain, and rinse in cold water. In a large, heavy pot, sauté the lardons in 2 tablespoons of olive oil until their edges just begin to crisp and they render some of their fat; remove them to a paper towel to drain.

3. 2

4. Salt and pepper the chicken, and coat the pieces lightly with flour. sauté the chicken in the fat from the lardons, turning, until the pieces are golden on all sides.

5. Remove the chicken to a warm plate.

6. 3

7. Over low heat, cook the onions in the same fat, adding more oil if needed, stirring until they are translucent but not colored.

8. Add the wine, raise the heat, and stir to deglaze the pan.

9. Add the garlic and thyme and cook briefly to reduce the amount of liquid by about half.

10. Add the tomatoes and bay leaves, and simmer until the liquid is reduced again by about one-third, depending on how juicy the tomatoes are, to a strong but not intense flavor.

11. 4

12. Return the chicken to the pot, and cook over medium-low heat, covered, until the chicken is done—perhaps 20 minutes, according to how thoroughly you sautéed it beforehand. During the last few minutes of cooking, add the sautéed lardons and the olives.

13. Remove the bay leaves. Taste and season as needed with salt and pepper. Sprinkle with chopped parsley. Warn everyone that the olives have pits.


Nutrition Information:

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814k Calories
46g Protein
58g Total Fat
18g Carbs
21% Health Score
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Calories
814k
41%

Fat
58g
90%

  Saturated Fat
15g
95%

Carbohydrates
18g
6%

  Sugar
6g
7%

Cholesterol
182mg
61%

Sodium
546mg
24%

Alcohol
3g
17%

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Protein
46g
94%

Vitamin B3
17mg
87%

Selenium
40µg
57%

Vitamin B6
1mg
53%

Phosphorus
430mg
43%

Vitamin K
40µg
39%

Vitamin C
31mg
38%

Vitamin A
1708IU
34%

Potassium
956mg
27%

Zinc
3mg
24%

Vitamin E
3mg
24%

Vitamin B5
2mg
24%

Vitamin B1
0.36mg
24%

Vitamin B2
0.38mg
22%

Manganese
0.42mg
21%

Magnesium
75mg
19%

Iron
3mg
18%

Folate
62µg
16%

Vitamin B12
0.82µg
14%

Fiber
3g
13%

Copper
0.25mg
12%

Calcium
64mg
6%

Vitamin D
0.55µg
4%

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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