Recipe of the day: Creamy chicken with cherry tomatoes

January 25, 2025 By Admin in Uncategorized

Add chopped tomatoes, sour cream and basil. Salt and pepper.
Simmer for 20 minutes, until chicken is cooked through and tender.
Serve hot with pasta or rice.
Enjoy!

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