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Chicken Bulgur Pilaf

Such comfort food! Chicken bulgur pilaf scented with cinnamon is a Lebanese favorite, one that is delicious, filling, and simple to make.

As long as you are with me as I walk down memory lane like I did last week with Dimitri’s rice pudding, let’s head to the other side of town, East Lansing, where I spent two years at Michigan State studying literature for a master’s degree. My stately red brick classroom building, Morrill Hall, was conveniently located on Grand River Avenue, the main strip right off campus. From the classrooms there I had a view across the street to one of the greatest old-school department stores of all time, Jacobson’s. I can’t be the only daughter among us who has blessedly savored an afternoon of lunch and shopping with her mother. For us these special shopping days included lunch in Jacobson’s East Room, where my mother, my sister and I sat near a treetop window eating cheddar cheese soup with croutons. I like to think back over the years of us sitting at the same table there, the scene always the same but with the characters, us, changing and growing older with each snapshot.

Our discussions over lunch spanned a broad array of subjects extending far beyond the day’s shopping agenda. By the time I was in graduate school our lunches were often just that—no time for shopping for the afternoon—and our lunch-talk included me lamenting the challenges of my coursework. One time that lament included me crying, literally, over having selected the most difficult, bizarre book to write about for one of my classes. I chose it simply because our professor had warned us against taking on that book for our term paper; there were many others on the syllabus to choose from. Ego can be such a dangerous and ugly thing….

The novel was called At Swim Two Birds, but the bird book I really needed at that moment was Anne Lamott’s Bird by Bird, since the one paper on which our entire grade for the term was based was due the next day and I had not yet written a word (why I was out for lunch in the midst of the crisis is a question I don’t even want to try to answer). The title of Lamott’s book, which is about the writing process, refers to a story she tells about her brother when he was in middle school and had had three months to write a term paper about birds. The day before it was due, he still had not yet written a word. He sat at the kitchen table with stacks of books about birds all around him, paralyzed by the enormity of his task. His father came in and patted him on the shoulder and said, “just take it bird by bird son, bird by bird.” Never mind that this kid was 12, a more understandable age for such extreme procrastination. I was 24.

My mother and sister, after their jaws dropped in disbelief over my predicament, shifted gears swiftly from shame-on-you to here’s-the-plan. The plan included food, of course: making a quick dinner that would get me through the all-nighter ahead of me, and might even help my brain kick into overdrive. “You have chicken?” Mom asked. I did. “And cracked wheat #3?” Check. “Give me a pen,” she said, as though she was in the Pentagon mapping a serious plan of attack on the enemy. Moving aside her empty soup bowl, she wrote out, on the Jacobson’s paper placemat, her recipe for chicken and smeed, or toasted bulghur with poached chicken, fragrant with cinnamon. I was instructed that it would cook up quickly, and Mom warned me that if I skipped dinner, she was going to have something, plenty, to say about it.

I don’t remember a word I wrote about At Swim Two Birds. The paper has no doubt been pitched amid one of the many moves that I’ve made since then. But I do keep my Jacobson’s placemat recipe handy, even if I don’t need the instruction anymore. It reminds me of the toasty cracked wheat and tender poached chicken that filled my apartment that night, and my kitchen now whenever I make it, with the scent of everything-will-be-ok.

Golden brown chicken bulgur pilaf in a bowl with green and blue trim

Chicken Bulgur Pilaf

Maureen Abood
This recipe calls for coarse bulgur wheat, which is typically referred to as #3 grade. Finer grade, #1, is used for tabbouleh and kibbeh. The key to this dish is not to overcook the chicken, or over-toast the bulgur. Adjust quantities easily by simply increasing the amount of cracked wheat as you would rice; the ratio is 2:1, broth to wheat. Use high-quality chicken if you can—that means it’s farmed on a small scale, ideally not too far from where you live. Mine came from Fleming Feirms in Bliss (yes), Michigan. This pastured chicken is sold at Toski Sands, a little local grocery store up north here that packs a big punch (i.e., a small sign near the cash register reads: Italian truffles available. Order yours today.). Serve the pilaf with a crisp romaine salad dressed with lemon and oil, thin pita bread, and labneh.
Prep Time 5 minutes
Cook Time 40 minutes
Total Time 45 minutes
Servings 6


  • 2 chicken breasts, bone-in and skin-on
  • 2 cups coarse bulgur, #3 grade
  • 2 tablespoons salted butter
  • 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  • Few grinds Freshly ground black pepper
  • 1 stick cinnamon, or 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon


  • In a large saucepan, cover the chicken by 1 inch with cold water. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Skim off any scum, and reduce heat to medium low. Poach the chicken for 20 minutes, skimming as needed.
  • Remove chicken from broth and reserve 4 cups of broth for making the bulgur. When chicken has cooled enough to handle, tear off bite-size pieces. Discard skin and bone. Don’t worry if the chicken is not fully cooked; it’s going to poach further with the bulgur.
  • Add butter to the empty saucepan and melt over medium heat. Butter should foam up as it gets hot. Add the bulgur and stir, coating with the butter. Stir constantly until the wheat turns golden brown. Do not take the wheat to deep golden brown, or it will taste bitter.
  • Add the chicken, 4 cups of broth, salt, pepper and cinnamon stick or ground cinnamon. Stir, cover and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer until all of the broth is absorbed, about 20 minutes. Taste and adjust seasoning. Remove cinnamon stick and serve immediately.





  1. Ellen on October 20, 2011 at 9:15 AM

    Thank you Maureen. I was going to make chicken and smeed tonight – and was just looking in my inbox for the recipe. Love the Jacobson memory. I would order anything that came in the paper sailboat. Those days at Jake’s were the best!

    • Maureen Abood on October 20, 2011 at 9:21 AM

      How great that you are making this tonight, so good especially on a rainy day like today up north. The paper sailboats!! Those were good old days.

  2. Vicky Woeste on October 20, 2011 at 9:23 AM

    Cannot wait to try the recipe. Have done more than my share of all-nighters well past the age of 24 so consider yourself in good academic company. But my real insight is this: our mothers’ handwriting is remarkably similar! Guess those Catholic nuns imparted a stern sense of uniformity at St. Wendelin . . .

    • Maureen Abood on October 20, 2011 at 10:42 AM

      That is so funny Vicky!! I’m sure your all-nighters have ended in far better product than mine…..

  3. Jeanne Barr on October 20, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    Oh, Maureen, you are delightful. You bring back my own memories of Jacobson’s , mother and sisters, “bird by bird” and so many other good memories. I can’t wait to try this recipe. Please keep giving me the stories, the visuals, and the great meals. Congratulations on your choice to do this! You inspire and please. Love from your old temporary haunting grounds………

    • Maureen Abood on October 20, 2011 at 10:48 AM

      Jeanne, how great that we share memories of Jacobson’s….and thank you for your wonderful encouragement. Please blow a kiss to San Francisco for me today.

  4. Alicia on October 20, 2011 at 6:22 PM

    This might be my favorite post of yours yet, dear cousin. How fondly I look back on the Jacobson’s and the paper sailboats at lunch time. I love that your mom and dear Peggy came to the rescue with a recipe, of all things. It doesn’t get any better than that. Well, maybe the eating of the smeed runs a close second 🙂 This chapter is definitely going in your book!

    • Maureen Abood on October 20, 2011 at 6:31 PM

      Abood cousins unite on the memories of Jacobsons!! Thank you so much cousin, your words mean the world to me!

  5. Anne on October 20, 2011 at 6:50 PM

    Love today’s entry and am shocked to see you that still have that Jacobson’s placemat!

    • Maureen Abood on October 20, 2011 at 8:55 PM

      Thank you Anne–great seeing you on Saturday for the big Spartan win–

  6. tasteofbeirut on October 20, 2011 at 10:33 PM

    Great dish! I always make it in huge quantities but this version sounds more appealing at this juncture.

    • Maureen Abood on October 21, 2011 at 8:38 AM

      Yes, I understand completely…sometimes less is more…

  7. Andrea on October 22, 2011 at 1:02 AM

    i feel like i can smell the cinnamon right through the computer monitor. 🙂

  8. Pam Ogle on October 24, 2011 at 7:26 PM

    Wow did you ever bring back memories of my lunch and shopping days at Jacobson’s. I remember a couple of times running into you and your mother at Jakes. I too loved that cheese soup with the croutons. Do you have a good recipe for that soup? Thanks for the memories.

    • Maureen Abood on October 24, 2011 at 9:55 PM

      How great! I remember running into you there too!!

    • Maureen Abood on October 24, 2011 at 9:56 PM

      More to follow with a good cheese soup recipe…glad you asked about that. I’d love to make it too.

  9. Kaylee De Jesus-Tannoury on January 20, 2015 at 1:40 AM

    I am not a lebanese but I got married with one 🙂 So maybe you can consider me now 50% leb. I am not good in cooking lebanese food but am trying my best, to be honest I am worse when it comes to burghul… huhuhu Do you think you can help me. Thank you so much in advance 🙂

    • Maureen Abood on January 20, 2015 at 8:44 AM

      Absolutely Kaylee–try this recipe for bulghur with poached chicken and see how it goes–it is simple and delicious! Just be careful not to over-toast the bulghur at the start.

  10. Marilyn Nader on September 14, 2019 at 1:54 PM

    Now that my Mom has passed on at 96, and I no longer live close to Lebanese restaurants, I am “forced “ to do my own cooking since I (and my Italian partner)
    love Lebanese food so much. The ingredients come naturally from eating our food for so many decades, but the quantities of each ingredient need Some thought; therefore , your recipes, in this regard, are very helpful. My Mom always added chick peas to the bulgar. Although I’m not fond of chick peas unless they are in hummus, I’ll add them as a tribute to her cooking. I’m going to make it for dinner tonight. It will bring back memories of family times together always over a great meal.

    • Maureen Abood on September 30, 2019 at 8:28 AM

      Marilyn, thank you for this. Chickpeas and bulgur are a classic and would be great in this chicken bulgur dish too.

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