The manlover isn’t always big on pasta but he does like him some pesto. I’ve made us fresh pesto before, but this time I cheated via leftover premade pesto we’d ordered at a restaurant as a dipping sauce for pizza crust. This pesto boasted a richness mine normally doesn’t, as it incorporated parmesan. (I withhold said parmesan in deference to the landlord, who dislikes it.)(I know, I know. How can someone dislike cheese? Blows my mind too.)
Tangent: It appears I’ve developed a taste for my lighter, zippier pesto as this one tasted too heavy to me. I’ve grown accustomed to topping mine with freshly grated parmesan, as opposed to having the cheese blended into the pesto itself. This heavier version was nice enough (everyone likes when someone else does the cooking) but I was surprised to find I like mine better. Win?
Next, I thought it might be a fun surprise if I panko-breaded the chicken. In a small bowl I combined about a 1/2 cup of panko, a few shakes of herbs de Provence, and sea salt. Dragged the chicken breasts through the mix and pressed to adhere.
The chicken was sautéed until crispy and golden and the pesto was tossed with whole wheat spaghetti, a splash of pasta water, and a bit of olive oil. All in all, an easy boy-friendly meal.
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