Author: ScottyBoy

  • Tuscan Chicken

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    Tuscan Chicken

    Recipe by ScottyBoy

    A perfect dinner for guests, quick and easy to make.

    From delish.com



    Ingredients

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    • 1 Tbsp. extra-virgin olive oil
    • 1 boneless skinless chicken breasts
    • Kosher salt
    • Freshly ground black pepper
    • 1 tsp. dried oregano
    • 12 Tbsp. butter
    • 2 cloves garlic, minced
    • 3/4 cups cherry tomatoes, halved
    • 1 1/2 cups baby spinach
    • 1/2 cup heavy cream
    • 1/4 cup freshly grated Parmesan
    • Lemon wedges, for serving


    Instructions

    1. Cook chicken on medium heat in olive oil. Add salt, pepper and oregano. Brown on both sides, about 4 minutes each. Remove from pan, you will simmer it to doneness later.
    2. In same pan add butter and cook garlic and tomatoes over medium heat. When the tomatoes split add spinach and cook until wilted.
    3. Stir in heavy cream and parmesan. Reduce heat to simmer and add chicken. Cook until chicken is heated to doneness.
    4. Serve with lemon wedges.
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