The horseradish that I buy here is mild…. very mild. I can eat it right out of the jar.
I have learned that the French palate is actually more wimpy than mine.
Except for the mustard which is always very, very hot.
Use horseradish according to your taste and the potency of what is available.
I have, in the past, added another cup of tomatoes and served the sauce over pasta (adjusting other flavors accordingly) but I’ve been curtailing carbs for a few weeks…. After the holidays you know.
Chicken with Horseradish Sauce
Total time: 30 minutes
- 2 chicken breasts, boneless, skinless, cut in half
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 rib celery, chopped
- 1 small onion, chopped
- 1 cup (8oz, 240gr) chopped tomatoes
- 2 – 3 tbs prepared horseradish
- 1 tbs Dijon-style mustard
- 1/3 cup (3oz, 90gr) yogurt
- 1 tsp dried basil
- 1 tbs olive oil
- 2 tsp cornstarch (maizena, corn flour) dissolved in 1 tbs water optional
- Heat oil in medium skillet. Add onion, celery, garlic and sauté 5 minutes.
- Move vegetables to the side and add chicken. Lightly brown on each side, about 5 minutes.
- Add tomatoes, mustard, horseradish and basil.
- Cover, reduce heat and simmer, 10 minutes.
- Uncover and continue cooking, until chicken is cooked through and sauce has thickened.
- If needed: Dissolve cornstarch in water.
- Increase heat under sauce. Add cornstarch and stir until thickened and clear.
- Add yogurt and stir.
- Put chicken on a small platter, spoon sauce over, and serve
We regularly have fighter plans, both real ones and trainers, flying over our house.
Sometimes they are very low, usually very fast and always very loud.
We have learned not to bother to go outside to look because by the time we get there the planes are long gone.
We also regularly see jet trails. I love it when I am out at sunrise with the dogs as the jet trails are often prolific and usually hot pink.
The other day when I was out with the girls I saw this:
It was a bit puzzling as commercial airliners rarely do loop the loops en route to their destination.
Passengers might be concerned,
Then I realized it was l’armée de l’air, the French fighter pilots having a little fun on the first sunny day we’ve had in weeks.