Crockpot Chicken Enchilada 


Eating clean doesn't have to be difficult, in fact, it can be stupid simple as long as you're dumb enough to follow my recipes. Just kidding!  

Seriously though, my husband always compliments me on my cooking when for the most part, I'm just throwing a bunch of ingredients together in the crockpot and crossing my fingers that it's not too spicy. I tend to add a lot of heat... and not just in the kitchen if you know what I mean! (wink wink nudge nudge). 

Anyway, keep reading for a stupid simple low carb recipe I made this week. By the way, as I get better at "blogging", (swallowing my pride as I write that word because, well, am I the only one who thinks people who call themselves "bloggers" are gross? I'm imagining me as a hipster with bangs, wearing oversized nonprescription eyeglasses, sipping on a flat white, complaining about gentrification yet living in an apartment in Bushwick that my parents pay for.... Stereotype much? Yes, yes I do.), I will attempt to take ingredient photos, step by step photos, and just better photos overall. 


  • 2lbs chicken breast or thighs 
  • 1 can red enchilada sauce OR 1 packet of Frontera Red Enchilada Sauce 
  • 1 4oz can green chilis
  • 1 yellow onion, diced
  • Salt & Pepper to taste


Put all ingredients in a crockpot, set on either high or medium setting and let cook for 4-6 hours or until chicken shreds easily with a fork. 

Serve over a bag of steamed cauliflower rice, miracle rice (see last week's My Five Favorite Friday post about the miracle of miracle rice) OR real life rice (presuming you're not living a low carb lifestyle). 

I garnished with Trader Joe's Spicy Taco Sauce (because everything is better with that stuff), shredded cheese (cause I'm keto and I can), sour cream (again, I do what I want), and avocado. BOOM! Stupid. Simple. Enjoy, dummies!

Ok, you're not a dummy. I love you, smartypants. I hope you love this recipe as much as my husband does cause we're eating this shiz all week! :)

Leave a comment and let me know what you think, what you would like to read more of from me, or what you want me to shut up about. 

A moment or two of serious self-scrutiny, and you might observe that you no more decide the next thought you think than the next thought I write.
― Sam Harris, on Free Will

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