Even though it isn't complicated, the stupidly named Marry Me chicken (from the NYT) felt like too much for a week night. It did not help one tiny bit to be on the cold porch, possibly getting chilblains. There are just so many ingredients (tomato paste, cream, onions, garlic, spinach, sun-dried tomatoes plus my own additions of mushrooms and calabrian chilis) and it just needs some futzing to balance the flavors. I also made it with chicken thighs instead of breasts (as that is what we had) and I don't think it was an improvement. Anyhow, the end product was pretty good; served with regular rice.
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