Summertime and Chicken Alfredo

Although it isn’t technically summer here yet, it sure feels like it.

Not having a kiddie pool, we make do with what we have.

And sometimes we don’t wear very much.

Figuring out what to eat can be difficult too, it’s just too hot to eat much.

And sometimes we just have to lie down and relax for a while until it cools down.

Then when our appetite returns…

Chicken Alfredo is always a favorite.


1 box linguine noodles cooked al dente

4 chicken breast seasoned with your favorite seasoning, (we like Lawrys) and grilled until done, but not dry.

1/4 cup butter

3 cloves garlic

2 cups cream

1 bag shredded Parmesan

salt to taste

pepper to taste

In a big pot, set your noodles to boiling with some salt and oil in the water.  Keeps the noodles from sticking.

meanwhile cut up your grilled chicken into long slices.

when that’s finished, in a medium sauce pan, melt butter over med heat.

Dice garlic and saute until starts to get brown.  (not burnt!)

Pour in cream and mix in cheese.  Season with salt and pepper and cook slowly, stirring occasionally over med heat until cheese melts and sauce starts to bubble.

Remove at once, and pour over noodles.  Top with chicken and more Parmesan.

Serve with Garlic bread.


About Tabi

I love the simple things in life, like, wearing skirts and going barefoot. Cooking glorious meals to feed friends and family. Trying to find healthy food at the grocery store on a limited budget. Spinning wool, (yes that's from sheep and goats and llamas), crocheting, and weaving. Picking fresh produce out of a garden, pouring real maple syrup over pancakes, and making a warm and loving home for my family. However, I don't use only whole wheat flour. I do not take reusable grocery bags to the store with me. I indulge in boxed meals when I must. I prefer sugar to honey. I do not shop at Whole Foods, Trader Joes, or Earth Fare except on very special occasions when I have extravagant amounts of money to spend. I HATE cloth diapers. I believe in breastfeeding babies, but not until they're five. I buy pre-made baby food. Somewhere in all this, I want to find the balance between the fanatical and the uncaring. Somehow, I hope to settle on doable.
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