Friday, September 21, 2012

Applebee's Seasonal Berry & Spinach Salad

honeyglazeMy husband, Josh, had Applebee's Seasonal Berry & Spinach Salad a month or so again and has been requesting I make it more than once. Last night, to his delight, I decided to try it. I had been dragging my feet because I didn't like the idea of fruit in my salad, but since summer is coming to a close I thought I would see it off with one final summery meal before we head into fall. Applebee's must keep their meal recipes on lock-down because I couldn't find a recipe for it anywhere! Only going off of what Josh told me was in it, pictures, calorie counts, and a great commercial about it I did my best are recreating it.. It came out pretty delicious and Josh said it was as good as Applebee's. Here's my take on it.

Ingredients:
1 bag spinach leaves
1lb strawberries
6oz blueberries
1lb thin sliced chicken cutlets
1/2 cup honey glazed pecans
some blue cheese crumbles to your liking 
raspberry vinaigrette dressing to taste

Directions:
First honey glaze the pecans by cooking pecans and a little more than 2tbsp of honey in a skillet on medium-high for about 4-6 minutes. Spread them out on a plate and let them cool completely while you make the rest of the salad. Cut chicken into strips and season to your liking. I sprinkled some salt and pepper on each side and called it good. Grill those babies up...I used my Cuisinart Panini Press. Throw the spinach leaves into your salad bowl, toss the blueberries, and blue cheese crumbles (which, like an idiot, I forgot to do so there they sat in the refrigerator until after we ate dinner...duh),  and slice up those delicious succulent strawberries into thin slices and add those to the salad as well. Once the chicken is done grilling add those and finally the honey glazes pecans. Add the raspberry vinaigrette or whatever dressing you like...or none at all.

Enjoy,
Becky


Here's the commercial I watched on it.

Doreen & Becky

Doreen

I wasn’t always proficient in the kitchen, as my sisters and I were not encouraged to cook growing up. I lived in my Grandparents home for ten years along with a cousin, mother, and my three sisters. Only my Grandmother and Mother cooked and we were shooed outside or in our rooms. My Grandmother’s tolerance had diminished after all the years of raising her own children, who eventually one by one moved back in with their children. The only time we were permitted in the kitchen to actually cook was Saturday...leftovers night. If there weren’t enough leftovers to feed all seven people in the house we made plain cheese omelets and toast. It was a treat to be able to crack open eggs plopping them in a bowl, tearing a slice of processed cheese food in little pieces dropping into the egg and clumsily beat them with a fork. This could be the reason I love breakfast for dinner! Breakfast is my favorite mealtime; I love the smell of coffee brewing, the sound of bacon spitting in the fry pan, the taste of salted butter, and the sight of the browning filigree edge of egg whites with bright golden eyes as they slide off the spatula onto warm toast.
When I met my husband Chris back in 1979 I don’t think I even knew how to boil eggs, let alone bake a potato. One evening I decided to serve baked potatoes, I wiped off the spuds carefully and placed them in the oven, probably not pre-heated and the temperature dial turned on with reckless abandon. Sitting in the small apartment Chris and I shared we suddenly hear a loud BANG! What was that we wondered as we rushed to the kitchen? Slowly opening the oven door we discovered a starchy mess; the potatoes exploded. I didn’t know you were supposed to pierce the skin of the potatoes before shoving them into the oven. Needless to say I not only learned how to bake potatoes properly but it was my first lesson on cleaning the inside of an oven. Chris knew how to cook certain meals as his Mom worked and when Chris would come home from school/work he would find a note his Mom left with instructions on how to get dinner ready. His specialties were sausage with peppers, onions & potatoes and the best baked chicken with crispy skin, delish. But Chris does make claim he invented the melted cheese on English muffin, he still prepares with perfection.
With the help from my wonderful Mother-in-law I learned to cook and developed the desire to try new things. Not the mundane foods that never changed when growing up.
I began a love for cook books and magazines; I would delve into them, marking pages in the cookbooks and tearing out the recipes in magazines. Excited about the new adventure I would head to the grocery store with my list, ready for anything.
Having three children made my cooking projects more exciting. This meant birthday cakes, brownies, pies, kid friendly meals, pizza, grilled cheese and of course cookies many cookies.
When my daughter Becky was in middle school I tried to get her to help out in the kitchen, as I hoped she would like it as much as me. She wasn’t interested unless it was something sweet that once put in to cook she could lick the bowl. I didn’t know what kind of meals she would turn out once she was married, but my fears were for naught as she has proven to be a fine innovative cook. We have so much fun when we are together in the kitchen. The music get turned on and our bodies respond with rhythm and kitchen utensils. Hoping you will enjoy our recipes and antics.


Becky
I used to make cookies when I was living at home. I used to make brownies too, but only because I liked to lick the batter out of the bowl.....but that was about the extent of my cooking. My mom would try and teach me because, "I would need to know how when I got married." I would ignore her of course and go about my teenage business. Before I knew it I was married to a man who thoroughly enjoyed my mother's cooking and liked to eat....a lot. Which meant that I had to start cooking actual meals. Which meant mom would be getting a lot of phone calls when I didn't know how to cook something, to find out what I could use to substitute, or to learn the what a roux was. She would always be ready to answer with step by step instructions and I have always been grateful for my personal Martha Stewart..it's a good thing.
 Cooking, for the most part, came naturally and I began to really enjoy it, always wanting to try new things to make (except for mushrooms and squash). Now that I have been cooking and baking for around 6 years consistently, I am very confident in the kitchen and not afraid to try new recipes.
There are other reasons why I love cooking other than the shear delight of eating. The second best part of cooking is hearing how well you can by those who have tried your meals. My husband, Josh, asks for certain meals because of how much he loves them and I love how he tells other people that I am a great cook too nothing makes me feel more proud. The praise I get from him alone always gives me the motivation to cook after a long day at work. But most importantly the fun mom and I have when we get together and cook makes me wish I didn't dismiss her all those times she asked. Christmastime is one of my favorite times with mom because we blare music, laugh hysterically, dance like crazy, and bake tons and tons of cookies. Those are the best memories of cooking and is one of the reasons that inspired this blog.We hope you enjoy this blog as we each will share our favorite recipes throughout the week as well as during the holidays.