Use Champagne Brut, Prosecco, your favorite Crémant, or any other good sparkling white wine for this easy but special dish.
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INGREDIENTS
2 whole boneless chicken breasts, skin, trimmed, rinsed, patted dry, each sliced into 2 thin escalopes
½ cup (70 grams) flour
½ teaspoon salt, more if needed
Freshly ground black pepper
3 tablespoons (45 grams) butter, margarine, or half butter
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or margarine and olive oil 2/3 cup (150 ml) Champagne brut or another sparkling white wine (I used Crémant de Loire blanc)
Juice of 1 lime
½ pound (250 grams) white mushrooms, cleaned, trimmed, sliced
¼ teaspoon ground nutmeg
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Season the flour with the salt & a very generous grinding of black pepper & put in a large bowl or soup dish. Dredge the 4 chicken escalopes in the seasoned flour until well coated, shake off the excess flour & set aside on a clean plate.
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Heat a non-reactive 10-inch (25 cm) or large skillet over medium heat and add the butter or margarine & the olive oil until melted & sizzling.
Sauté the chicken until well browned on both sides, 3 to 5 minutes per side.
Remove from the pan and return to plate while
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you prepare the mushrooms and the sauce.
Lower the heat under the skillet to medium-low and add the Champagne & lime juice. The liquids will sizzle & boil up briefly; scrape up the brown bits from the bottom of the pan (this is deglazing) then continue simmering the
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liquid for a few minutes to allow the alcohol to burn off.
Add the mushrooms & nutmeg to the Champagne/lime juice & stir until the nutmeg is dissolved/distributed and the mushrooms are under the liquid.
Lower the heat and cook, stirring occasionally, for about 5
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minutes or until the mushrooms are soft and the sauce reduces by about a third.
Return the chicken to the skillet & push the pieces down into the sauce. Allow to simmer for 5 - 8 minutes longer until the chicken is heated through. Salt & pepper to taste.
When I was 24, I found a lump in my breast. I went for consultation at the Breast Clinic at a famous hospital. The biopsy revealed a malignant tumor that had to be removed immediately.
This was the second lump I’d found, the first when I was 20 and still
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under my parents’ healthcare which I had removed at a Florida hospital. I didn't give insurance or paying a medical bill a second thought.
But this time I was on my own. This second lump was different and had me scared.
This time, the doctor gave me the results of the tests
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and told me “unfortunately, this hospital will not admit you. They will refuse to do the surgery here because you are uninsured (I not only lived paycheck to paycheck, but wasn’t given nor could I afford healthcare insurance).” He then gave me the address of a small private
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I learned to make this simple, homey, rustic tart when I lived in Italy using this delicate buttery pasta frolla sweet
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cookie-like pastry. The crust is the focus here, the jam as a complement, like a big cookie. I normally weave my strips together to create a lattice top, but this dough is too fragile, so I just lay ½ the strips in one direction, then layer the remaining strips on top in
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the other direction. This dough is very fragile but it's also very forgiving: when it breaks, just patch & press together to fix. This is a great treat for snack or breakfast.
I can't believe this. As I dive back into my genealogy I just decided on a whim to try & discover a bit about a family cousin who supposedly was a huge influence on the Jewish community in Cuba. Last time I looked there was nothing. I now just found this:
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After a long, childless
marriage, his first wife passed away. During one of his trips to the town my great-grandma Tsivia lived in with her family, he spotted her and, taken by her beauty asked to marry her. He was 32 years her senior. She agreed, seeing a wealthy man as her way out & up.
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Best story he told me: he enlisted for WWII. During his
Orange Cointreau Tiramisù on an Orange Fudge Brownie
is the best of Italy-France-USA in one single dessert!
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I love orange & chocolate and created this dessert during a tiramisu phase where I was making them in every flavor possible. Feel free to replace the orange in both the brownies & tiramisù with Amaretto. The brownies themselves are delicious if you only want the brownies...