Pretty much every time my brother offers to cook me dinner and ask what I want my response is the same, chicken marsala. For me a good chicken marsala is all about the sweet richness of the sauce. Normally I get so caught up in the sauce and mushrooms that the chicken tends to kind of fade into the background. This time I wanted the chicken to take center stage along with the sauce. I found that the key to that is braising.
For this dinner my best friend and I were reminiscing about our favorite hookah bar that recently closed down. Back when we were 19 this place was an old haunt of ours. One of our favorite things about that place was their chicken alfredo. To be honest their alfredo sauce was pretty bland, but oh lord the chicken.