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Goat Cheese


Goat cheese is in my top five list of favorite cheeses... It was one of the main ingredients of our meal last Saturday. I made pesto chicken with goat cheese and tomatoes. It’s super easy to prepare and so delicious. I slice two chicken breasts in half to create four thin slices. I pounded them with a meat hammer (all the cool chefs do it), then seasoned them with salt and pepper. I lined a glass pan with foil (this Makes for easy cleanup) sprayed the pan with my new organic olive oil cooking spray and place the chicken on the foil. For the pesto, I bought a jar of organic basil pesto from Mariano’s. They’re tiny but potent so you don’t need much. I spread some pesto on each slice, sprinkled some (or a lot) of goat cheese on top of the pesto, and topped them with sliced tomatoes. While this baked I ransacked my fridge for a side and I settled on roasting  cauliflower and potatoes (for my husband). This baked for about 45 minutes meanwhile my husband and I ate chips and guacamole as an appetizer because in our house, chips and guacamole go with everything. 


The meal was delicious and dessert even better, Easter Jellybeans! (F.Y.I. I didn’t not partake in the jellybeans... dark chocolate is my dessert of choice when dieting)

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