Okay beloved readers, brace yourselves. This is so cutting edge, you’ll all be bleeding from the eyes, just by reading it.
I’ve invented a new food. Well not exactly a new food but a new recipe. (Frankly, this is likely to be untrue. In all honesty I haven’t even researched it to find out.)
But anyhow, I’ve given it a special name, which is a portmanteau. Clever. Chicken muffins.
Chuffins.
And chuffed is how I feel about it.
(Although thinking about it, it’s probably more of a chicken rissole. But “chick-ole” doesn’t sound so nice.)
Be forewarned: the chuffin is the least glamorous and a low-rent recipe you’ve seen in a long time. It could even end up being one those gross meatloaf recipes on Pinterest that people share around in jest, as a disgusting example of “American” food. Let’s face it, it’ll most likely be Champagne Carolyn passing it around, she loves/hates that shit.
But hey don’t knock it till you try it. Your kids and meat-loving husband are going to thank you so hard.
Here are the deets. You’ll need:
1 onion
2 cloves of garlic
400g of chicken mince
1 tablespoon of tomato paste
salt and pepper to taste
a handful or two of kale, grated carrot or any other vegetable you want to conceal
a handful of finely chopped parsley
1 cup of cheese
1 tablespoon of polenta
1/2 cup of cooked brown (or whatever) rice
3 eggs
- Preheat oven to 180 degrees. Grease a 12 hole muffin tray.
- Cook the onion and garlic until very soft and almost caramelised
- Add the chicken and cook
- Add the tomato paste and some salt and pepper
- Let simmer for a few minutes
- Put into a large mixing bowl and let cool
- Cook the kale or other veg in the pan until it is softened and then finely chop
- Once the chicken and veg has cooled a little, add all remaining ingredients and mix well
- Fill the muffin cups firmly with the mixture, pushing down a bit
- If you’re so inclined add a little cheesy breadcrumb on the top for some crunch
- Cook for between 10 and 20 minutes, they should be slightly browned
- Serve them up to your family and watch as they devour. And bow and scrape at your awesome feet.
What do you think? Meatloafy horror, or innovative chicken brilliance? Come on, I can take it!
