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The Start of A New School Year
As my kids started school this past Tuesday, I’ve been reminiscing about previous first days and all the nerves and wondering how the school year would go. I just wanted to give some advice to parents out there who might have a child starting pre-k or kindergarten this year . . or those parents who have shy kids, or kids who don’t fit in. The most important thing we can do as parents is make sure your children know you love them. If they are loved at home, they will carry that sense of security with them.
I have to remind myself of this everyday. I work from home. I have it easy, right? I have plenty of time for everything and I get to do stuff with my kids. I’m not sure what people think when they learn I am a food blogger and I work from home. People think I have all the time in the world. Truth is: I am working harder and more now than ever. It’s harder, I think, to work from home because there’s no separation between work and home and balancing everything is sometimes impossible. Doable, for sure, but not easy.
So, anyway, and this is a reminder for me the most: make sure your children know you love them. Give them big hugs. Pray for them. Every day. I have talks with them every morning when driving them to school .. about making friends, taking chances and being attentive while at school. My wish is that we all have a fantastic school year .. and my main prayer is that my children find and surround themselves with good, kind kids.
So, anyway, and this is a reminder for me the most: make sure your children know you love them. Give them big hugs. Pray for them. Every day. I have talks with them every morning when driving them to school .. about making friends, taking chances and being attentive while at school. My wish is that we all have a fantastic school year .. and my main prayer is that my children find and surround themselves with good, kind kids. And sometimes, as parents, we need to let go and let our children figure things out on their own. But talk to them everyday. Keep the lines of communication open. Read books. Cuddle. Give lots of hugs and kisses. And we can just take things one day at a time.
I wrote this on September 6, 2012:
My oldest daughter, Phoebe, started Kindergarten yesterday.
I’ve been kind of dreading this day for a while and couldn’t sleep the night before and woke up at 4am because I was tossing and turning.
. I know, I know. . it’s only kindergarten right? I mean, what do they actually do in Kindergarten. . Well, they learn a TON. For starters, some of them will learn how to read, others, will begin to learn the process. She will begin to learn about math and science, gain her independence, make new friends and feel like a big kid! And she will actually be in school with big kids. .
I love my daughter so much. She is very special to me . . after all, she’s my oldest. She is not one of those kids who adapts to new things quickly. She was never the kid who wanted to be the first one to ride the pony at her daycare carnival. She was never the kid who wanted to touch the lizard when some reptile show came to her pre-school. She was always the kid who clung to my leg and wouldn’t let go for a few minutes. So, when I knew she would be starting Kindergarten soon (plus we were still adjusting to our new home in Washington) and she would benefit greatly from having me around more, I knew – even though I didn’t want to- I knew I had to stay at home for a while. . the decision was not an easy one, nor was giving my notice to my new employer where I had only worked at for about 4-5 months.
So, the day finally came. . and went and it was great. Phoebe didn’t cry. At all. She didn’t hang on to me. At all. She listened to the teacher when it was time to go sit on the carpet and she (not happily but she didn’t cry) just like all the other kids, waved good-bye to me and all the other parents. As I walked out of the room, still amazed she wasn’t crying or running out to get me, I became overwhelmed with emotion. My little girl has grown up. And she shocked the hell out of me today.
When I came to pick her up later that afternoon, there was a slight mix-up with me and her teacher. I had filled out all the forms that said she’d be taking the BUS home. But I had mentioned to her teacher in the morning that we missed the bus and I would be picking her up that day. So, all the parents are waiting outside the school doors next to the flag pole and I see her teacher walking out with some kids all in a line. . but I don’t see my daughter. . “Where’s Phoebe?” I ask. . the teacher looks down at her clip board and says “Oh, I took her to the bus. She’s lined up to get on the bus.” So, I panic and run (with my youngest in her stroller) looking for the bus . . thinking Phoebe is confused because we talked about it and she knew I was coming to get her today. I’m thinking she’s crying and panicking and is confused because she’s in line to get on a bus that she’s not supposed to ride. . today.
After going back to the teacher a second time, I find the correct bus. Phoebe is already inside sitting in the front row with two other little girls. And one says to me, “We’re in the same class together.” Phoebe is not crying. She’s perfectly fine sitting with her two new friends. So I ask her if she wants to take the bus home and she tells me yes. Again, I’m shocked and almost driven to tears. She’s growing up. And she made me a very happy momma today.
Needless to say, we had ice cream last night and I let her watch her favorite TV show. And because we were celebrating, I made Chicken Marsala. A special dish that takes hours to make right? Wrong. After reading more recipes, I found out that it actually doesn’t take hours to make and is actually pretty simple; after you pound the hell out of the chicken breasts.
Over dinner, we asked Phoebe what she had learned that day. I was leaning in with anticipation. . . but all she talked about was recess and lunch time. Oh well, first day, what can I say?
Hope you enjoy!
Comment regarding her kindergarten teacher: every form she had that I had filled out said that Phoebe was taking the bus so she did nothing wrong and I absolutely adore her! From what I’ve seen from the orientation night, meet the teacher and her first day, I think she’s awesome and look forward to this school year with her!
- 2 skinless, boneless, chicken breasts, cut in half
- kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
- ½ cup all-purpose flour (add more if needed)
- up to ½ cup olive oil or vegetable oil
- 3 tablespoons unsalted butter
- 3 to 4 cups of mushrooms; sliced (recommend: cremini)
- 2 shallots, finely diced
- ⅔ cup sweet Marsala wine (don't get the dry Marsala wine)
- ½ cup chicken stock
- ¼ cup dry white wine like a Sauvignon blanc, or dry sherry
- ¼ cup heavy cream
- Garnish with chopped parsley
- Cut each chicken breast through the middle to make 2 pieces. Place plastic wrap over them and pound each one flat using a meat tenderizer/mallet until they are about a quarter inch thick. Season with a good amount of salt and pepper on both sides of each piece. Place some flour on a plate or shallow bowl and and dredge each piece of chicken in it.
- Heat the oil over medium-high heat and when the oil is hot, fry each piece of chicken for about 4 to 5 minutes on each side until they are golden brown (this may require you to do this in 2 batches; don't crowd the chicken). Remove chicken and place on a paper towel lined plate, covering them with foil to keep warm.
- Reduce the heat to medium and add butter, mushrooms and shallots. Season with salt and pepper. Cook for about 4 to 5 minutes (until the mushrooms start to brown and give off liquid) and then, add the marsala wine, chicken stock, white wine and heavy cream, allowing the liquid to reduce by half, for about 6 minutes. Place the chicken back into the pan with the mushrooms and garnish with the parsley. Serve and enjoy!
Recipe from Savory Sweet Life. I just added shallots. Serves 4.
For information on how to store your dry sherry and Marsala wine, click here.