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Chicken Pesto Meatballs — A Sunday for the Second-Trimester On-Ramp

Fourteen weeks. The morning sickness has eased significantly across the past ten days. The fatigue is still there but I am sleeping seven hours instead of ten. The factory schedule has been the factory schedule. The line manager Aaron has been generous about the small breaks I have needed to take across the morning to use the bathroom. I have not told the factory yet that I am pregnant. The OB had said I had a few weeks of flexibility before the disclosure-decision would matter.

Sunday I made chicken pesto meatballs because the apartment had basil on the windowsill that had outgrown its pot and needed harvesting, and the chicken-pesto-meatball format scales for a make-ahead-and-freeze rotation that the second trimester would benefit from.

The procedure: combine a pound of ground chicken with a half-cup of fresh basil pesto (made from the windowsill harvest plus garlic, parmesan, sunflower seeds, olive oil, lemon, salt), a half-cup of breadcrumbs, one beaten egg, a quarter-cup of grated parmesan, a teaspoon of salt, a half-teaspoon of black pepper. Roll into one-inch meatballs. Pan-sear in olive oil for two minutes per side. Transfer to a pan of homemade marinara and simmer for fifteen minutes. Serve over pasta with extra parmesan. Twenty-four meatballs. Twelve to dinner. Twelve frozen in single-serving foil for later.

Dustin had a short week at the shop. The small auto-shop rhythm continues to be the small steady-income-source the small family-of-three-soon-to-be-three has built around. Bobby is reasonable. The shifts are predictable. The work is the work.

Aunt Linda came over Tuesday for the small two-hour visit. She held Brayden (or in earlier weeks, sat with me while I prepped). She brought a small Aunt-Linda-thing — a small handmade card, a small jar of preserves from her late-summer-garden, a small pressed-flower bookmark. The visits have become the small Tuesday-rhythm that has held the year together.

Chicken Pesto Meatballs

Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 20 minutes | Total Time: 35 minutes | Servings: 6 (about 24 meatballs)

Ingredients

  • 1 1/2 lbs ground chicken
  • 1/3 cup basil pesto (store-bought or homemade)
  • 1/3 cup Italian breadcrumbs
  • 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
  • 1 egg, lightly beaten
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 1/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes (optional)
  • 1 tablespoon olive oil (for pan, if skillet method)

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven. Heat oven to 400°F. Line a large rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper or lightly grease it with cooking spray.
  2. Mix the meatball base. In a large bowl, combine ground chicken, pesto, breadcrumbs, Parmesan, beaten egg, garlic, salt, pepper, and red pepper flakes if using. Mix gently with your hands or a fork until just combined — don’t overwork the mixture or the meatballs will be dense.
  3. Form the meatballs. Using a tablespoon or small cookie scoop, portion the mixture into balls roughly 1 1/2 inches in diameter (about 24 total). Place them evenly spaced on the prepared baking sheet.
  4. Bake. Bake for 18—22 minutes, until the meatballs are cooked through and lightly golden on the outside. Internal temperature should reach 165°F.
  5. Serve or freeze. Serve immediately over pasta, zucchini noodles, or with marinara for dipping. To freeze: let meatballs cool completely on the baking sheet, then transfer to a zip-top freezer bag or airtight container. Freeze for up to 3 months. Reheat from frozen at 350°F for 15—18 minutes, or microwave in 60-second intervals until warmed through.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 265 | Protein: 28g | Fat: 14g | Carbs: 7g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 420mg

Kaylee Turner
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Kaylee Turner
Week 262 of Kaylee’s 30-year story · Tulsa, Oklahoma
Kaylee is twenty-five, married with three kids under six, and the youngest mom on the RecipeSpinoff team. She got her GED at twenty, married at nineteen, and feeds her family on whatever she can find at Dollar General and the Tulsa grocery outlet. She survived a tornado that took the roof off her apartment and discovered that you can make surprisingly good dinners with canned goods and determination. Don't underestimate her. She doesn't underestimate herself.

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