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Avocado Chicken Salad Sandwiches with Strawberry Mango Salad

Today is March 24th.

This morning, it was 17 degrees and we had snow flurries.

Today is March 24th.

We've been preparing for spring a bit around here.

I've been in a crazy purging/organizing frame of mind for about a month now and even the Meat Man is getting into the spirit by spending all of Saturday raking and disposing of the layer of leaves that blanketed our grass through the winter.

So, even if the weather won't cooperate quite yet, I'm pretending spring is here.

I saw this recipe on a girlfriend's facebook page the other day, and with a couple of minor tweaks, I knew it would be a keeper.



Avocado Chicken Salad

Ingredients:
3 boneless skinless chicken breasts
2 avocados, chunked
1/4 sweet onion, diced
4 T mayo (I love the mayo made with olive oil)
zest and juice of 1/2 lime
handful of cilantro, chopped fine
*salt and pepper to taste

Directions:
Cook the chicken breasts thoroughly.  For this recipe, I just boiled mine for 15-20 minutes and they came out perfectly.  Plus, in the meantime, I was able to chop the other ingredients.

Combine the remaining ingredients in a medium bowl.  When chicken is cooked, let cool for a few minutes and then tear apart with a fork.

*I didn't actually add salt and pepper this time, and we thought it let the ingredients themselves come through really well.



If you have the coolest Craig's List find stove on the planet, you can put some butter on one side of the bread and use your fantastic griddle.  If not, just put a pan on medium low and do the same thing--then go scour Craig's List for an awesome stove!

And this recipe had cilantro and lime and avocado.

Which totally means Mexican food to me.  Is that normal?

So, I also had some mangoes on hand (which also scream Mexican to me, so I knew they would go together) and I decided to make an easy little fruit salad goodness.



Strawberry and Mango Salad

Ingredients:
1 pt. strawberries, chunked
2 mangoes, peeled and chunked
Zest and juice of 1/2 lime
1 T honey

Directions:
Combine all of the ingredients in a bowl and stir!

The perfect dish for pretending spring is here.

And a hit with the kiddos and the Meat Man.

Enjoy!







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