A few things here. It’s been a few months since I have posted a new recipe and for that I am apologetic. I find it hard to believe that anyone cares that much about my blathering and rambling and yet, I feel tremendous guilt when I have been away too long. I call it good ole Catholic guilt but it’s for sure a catch 22. I admit I feel a certain level of responsibility to you all. Though I am well aware no one is basing their entire life or menu on me posting a recipe or not, I consider my readers to be my friends and I do feel responsible for my friends. So since we are friends I will apologize for being so absent lately but I will hope you allow me some grace because you know how deep we can sink into life without even knowing it. And I have been thigh deep in LIFE. Here’s a little glimpse into what we’ve been doing and that’s not the half of it…
This is just the stuff going on that you can see. That I can even verbalize. There have been other things that just come with life. I lost my aunt in April (my cousin Robin’s mom, my mom’s sister) and that was hard.
When I sit down and consider all the things that have happened, it is a little hard to believe some of it actually is real. And I forgive myself for not sitting down to write about a recipe because I have been doing good to get supper on the table.
But here I am, and I am going to give you a recipe that fits the bill for the ultimate comfort dish. No matter the season, no matter the day…this dish aims to please. My friend Amy from my hometown (there are lots of Aimee/Amys from Alex…and I proudly call a bunch of them my friends.) One day she shared this recipe via Facebook and it looked so good I just had to try it. Now I could just share that recipe but I like to write about the recipes that I love on my blog and that in no way makes them my recipes. This recipe can be found here…http://www.plainchicken.com/2014/09/french-onion-chicken-noodle-casserole.html#CEeoggWZZxhI7sqZ.99
It’s a real winner my friends. I think the actual phrase is winner, winner chicken dinner! It is so good. Now I kind of tweaked it a little to make it suit our tastes but it is just the bomb. The stuff as my good friend Lisa is fond of saying. This is the stuff! You make some field peas with it and some warm buttered King’s Hawaiian rolls and you have yourself one heck of a supper. Big Daddy went bananas. He loved it and I did too. It’s one of those dishes you think about and have to make it. It’s that good.
French Onion Chicken Noodle Casserole
Stuff you need~
4 cups cooked chopped chicken
2 cans cream of chicken soup
12 ounces container French Onion Dip
4 ounces sour cream
1 cup cheddar cheese (I used the Kraft triple cheddar with a touch of cream cheese)
12 ounces egg noodles
1 cup crushed French fried onions
What to do with the stuff~
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Cook your noodles until they are cooked al dente. So they are cooked but not mushy. No one wants that.
Now stir the soup, the dip, the sour cream, your chicken (insert rotisserie chicken here), and cheese.
Now combine this mixture with the cooked noodles. Add all of this to your 9’x 13 dish that has been lightly sprayed with cooking spray. Top with French fried onions. Bake 25-30 minutes.
Most of all, I hope you all enjoy this as much as we did. I want you to know how much I appreciate you continuing to read my posts, for sharing my posts, for commenting and interacting, for waiting for me to come back around. Life is so full of lessons and I am on a journey to learn them. Difficult or not. And man some of them have been difficult here larely. I am grateful to be able to share my journey of faith, hope and good food with all of you. Much love and many good meals to you all.~AMB
And because I just love our dogs…let me share what they have been up to…our pups, Roy and Idaho are a big part of our fam!!
Did you know that today is back to the future day?! Yep, that day that was on the time machine in the movie….OCTOBER 21, 2015. When I saw this on the news and realized what was up, my very tired mind was effectively blown. We are in the future. The future, according to the movie, is now!
How bizarre. My kids have seen the first movie and all loved it. It was wild for them to get a taste of 80’s life and see what things were like at that time. Aka the olden days when their mom and dad were young. Sigh. But for this whole back to the future day to come and blow my mind…it’s cause for a celebration. It’s not every day we get to be in the future!! This little clip here will get you in the mood to relive the 80’s and head back to the future. (Sounds crazy!)
I love to share some 80’s culture with my kiddos. When my sweet ADB chose this as her Halloween costume, I was beyond thrilled!
So we definitely bring some 80’s flair with us wherever we go. We watch The Goldberg’s every Wednesday night. 80’s on 8 in the car, yes! Until they get enough and ask to hear some T. Swift. And I cannot complain since her newest album, eh em, I mean CD, very much gives a nod to the 80’s. It is called 1989. Music to this mama of tweens and preteens ears!! Bliss!!
So to say that today is something to celebrate even just a bit in this house is a bit of an understatement. But truth is, and ya’ll know it, I look for stuff to celebrate. Big Daddy loves fajitas and here lately whenever I ask what he wants for supper, he says fajitas at home. We have figured out how to make some really awesome homemade fajitas on the grill but on a night when I want to get homework and baths done so we can indulge in family movie night, that seems like too much work. Or maybe because I have had sick kids at home for a week and I am tired. Either way…crockpot fajitas seemed like a nice compromise. Let’s just say I picked a crock pot recipe as a throw back to the 80’s. I didn’t, but let’s pretend I am that clever.
So I bought some wholly guacamole and sour cream to make these just right. My oldest, BHB, is home from school for one last day after a bout with walking pneumonia and he insisted I serve rice and beans as the perfect sides to these fajitas. Happy to see him getting his appetite back, so I gladly obliged.
Speaking of getting his appetite back…
So crockpot fajitas, rice and beans it is!!! I found the recipe I used can be found here…Slow cooker fajita recipe . My fajitas are cooking now, so no final pic yet. I can smell them as I type and man they smell terrific. I cannot wait! So let’s get to it so you can enjoy some too! In the present or the future…or will it be in the past now?
Slow cooker fajitas
Stuff you need~
2 cans Rotel (original recipe called for 1 14 1/2 ounce can diced tomatoes with green chiles…I read it wrong..so I improvised with 2 cans of Rotel)
2 pounds boneless skinless chicken breasts
1 onion, sliced
1 red, orange and yellow bell pepper sliced julienne style
4 cloves minced garlic (2 teaspoons of the jarred minced garlic)
2 1/2 teaspoons chili powder
2 teaspoons ground cumin
1 teaspoon paprika
3/4 teaspoon coriander (I did not have any so I omitted)
1 teaspoon kosher salt
3/4 teaspoon black pepper
2 tablespoons freshly squeezed lime juice (or the bottled stuff…we are in the future…do your thing)
1 tablespoon honey
What to do with the stuff~
Pour one can of Rotel into the slow cooker. Next layer half of the sliced bell peppers and onion. Add the garlic to the mix too.
Now add your chicken breasts on top of this.
Combine all those precious spices into a small bowl,
and then sprinkle half over one side of the chicken breasts.
Now flip those chicken bosoms over and sprinkle the rest of the spice mixture over the other side. Toss the rest of the sliced onions and bell peppers on top of the bosoms. (My friend Kylie always called chicken breasts chicken bosoms and it makes me giggle. )
Cook on low for for 6-8 hour or high for 3-4 hours. Cook until chicken is cooked through and veggies are tender. Now if you want to be able to slice the chicken breasts, err on the side of cooking them a shorter amount of time. This is according to original recipe poster. You can shred the chicken too. Just be aware that at a certain loon the chicken is too tender to slice and shredding is only option. I cannot imagine that’s a bad thing. Anywho, remove chicken breasts from slow cooker and slice or shred. Ladle out 1 cup of liquid and discard. In a bowl, whisk together lime juice and honey. Return the chicken to the slow cooker and pour the luscious honey lime concoction over the veggie Chicken mixture. Give it a gentle stir and season to taste if you think it needs it. Serve in warmed tortillas topped with the fixins of your choosing. Fa-ji-tas!!! From the slow Cooker. Ah the future is indeed NOW!
Now to get some Pepsi to drink with our meal. Ah I miss the 80’s!!!
My mama has given me many things in my life. My roots, my wings, sometimes a pain in my butt (you know it’s true Mama), so much love and maybe best of all…smothered chicken. I have said before that my mama is an excellent cook. And that Big Daddy is fond of saying “Bernie could cook a boot and make it taste good!” He is not wrong.
I will be honest here and say, in the past 10 years, my family of origin has undergone many changes. I am pretty certain that is a statement that can be made for most families, as change is the only thing that is constant in this world. You can count on things changing in this world. But you know one thing that has not changed in all of the changing that has remained the same? My mama’s smothered chicken. She has had her ups and she has weathered her downs, we have been high and low, but her love for her kids and her excellent smothered chicken are two things that have remained the same. If I ever had to equate food to love, I would say her smothered chicken, her rice and gravy and honey carrots (pea and asparagus casserole if we are lucky) would be a plate of love. Big Daddy, the kids, the dogs and I recently piled into the mini van to go spend the night at my mama and daddy’s house in Alex. and she asked me what I wanted her to fix for supper. Of course, I say smothered chicken. She already knew before she asked. When I had all of my babies, my mama would come and stay a few nights and smothered chicken was always on the menu. I really did not even try to attempt to make it for the longest time because I was convinced it was too hard and that no matter what, it would not be as a good as her’s. She always picks on me and says since I am such a good cook now, there is hardly anything she can make me that I cannot make myself. I can happily say that my smothered chicken cannot hold a candle to her’s. I am so glad to have her here on this Earth to make it for me. Now, don’t get me wrong, my smothered chicken is passable. It is ok. It might be pretty good. But Bernie has the magic touch and I am just fine with that. Maybe its because it is one way I still need her, one way she can be there for me like always, but she makes the smothered chicken of my dreams and when I am at her house or she is at mine, and she prepares my favorite meal, all is right with the world. Its funny how something so simple can do that, isn’t it? None the less, I had the envie for some smothered chicken yesterday afternoon and I decided to make it. I feel inadequate every time I set out, but the more I prepare it, the easier it gets. Its just a lot to live up to, you know? My mama is tiny, but she has some fairly big feet and her shoes are hard to fill. Especially when it comes to smothered chicken.
I was at a loss about how to tell ya’ll how to make a dish that I am only just now learning how to make really well. I held off until now because while it’s not hard per se, it is a little bit of an involved process. I have been gone so long though, not blogging, and so many have stuck with me while I took my little blogging hiatus, I figured I owed it to you to show you how to make one of my favorites or at least attempt to. So bare with me as I fumble through this. This is not baked chicken. This is not fried chicken. This is chicken that has been cut up and smothered in its own delicious juices. And it’s fantastic. (If you are a Jim Gaffigan fan, you will get that reference. If not, you should check out Jim Gaffigan so you will understand. He is hilarious.)
I will stop story telling for now. Though when it comes to mothers and daughters, the story never really ends. I certainly need to work on my smothered chicken technique and I do not claim to be an expert, but if I waited until I was an expert at making smothered chicken, we might be waiting a long time for this post. Plus, for now, I really enjoy that my mama’s smothered chicken is better than mine. I am not ready to be top dog in that category.
Ok ya’ll ready? Let’s do this!!
My mama’s smothered chicken Stuff you need
One fryer chicken, cut up
Salt and pepper
What to do with the stuff
Wash and pat dry your chicken pieces. Drizzle some cooking oil all over the bottom of a large skillet. Bernie is pretty particular about the size pot she smothers her chicken in. And Stephen (my daddy) says you don’t want to use a pot too big when smothering your meat, that the meat fitting snugly in the pot makes for a darker gravy. I don’t argue. I use a magnalite deep skillet that is perfect for smothering chicken. For those who don’t know, Magnalite pots and pans are the holy grail for Cajuns. The BEST!!! I inherited one from BD’s Pappaw and I love it.
Now salt and pepper your chicken on both sides. Turn the heat on your pot/skillet with the oil in it.
Once the oil is warmed up, add your chicken pieces.
Allow the chicken pieces to brown one side. Mama says that adding a little sugar to your pan aids in the browning process, so I do what she says. Just a spoonful or so is good. And You don’t want your fire too hot or your chicken will stick. So medium to low heat is best.
Once chicken is pretty and browned one side, like so….flip your chicken pieces using some tongs.
Now allow your chicken pieces to brown on the other side. I add a little more sugar to the pot at this point as well. Just a spoonful will do. Remember to mind your heat so chicken does not stick. I also wiggle the pieces around here and there as I brown the chicken. It makes me feel like a chef. And also, it prevents the chicken from sticking.
Once chicken is nice and browned on both sides (thank you sugar!!!), you want to add some water to your pot. This begins the smothering part of the process.
I add enough water to half way cover the chicken pieces. It’s ok if you add too much since you are going to cook out most of the water. Lower your heat until the water is simmering. Cover your pot and allow the water to cook out. This is the first step in making that delectable gravy. Oh my yes. Rice and gravy. Staple on so many Cajun tables. *
Let the water almost cook completely out but not quite. Do NOT allow all of the water to cook out. No!!! You are going to add more water to the little bit that is left after the first round. So add more water and continue the process of making that gravy and simultaneously tenderizing that chicken. Hence the smothering. I hope I am explaining this correctly. You basically will see your water the chicken is cooking in turn to gravy. It’s magic!! It will begin to look like this…
See how it is getting thicker and darker and looking like gravy? Ok now do the same thing over again until you get the gravy a dark as you want and have enough gravy (is there such a thing?) and all pieces of chicken are cooked through and tender. I say fork tender, meaning you can stick a fork in the meat and it easily turns.
Smothered chicken makes the most fabulous gravy. If you need to thicken the gravy at the end, just add some cornstarch and whisk it around really good. My gravy making skills are a work in progress, it’s not an exact process and just had to be learned. I am still learning. You will want to remove your smaller pieces of chicken like the legs and wings so they don’t fall apart while the other pieces finish getting tender. Just remove them and put them on a plate and set aside. Sha small pieces of chicken being removed from the party, but they can come back later!!!
*Fun fact, when I was growing up, I would swear when I moved out I would never make rice again. That I would serve only mashed potatoes. My daddy would laugh to himself and basically say “don’t invite me then, my baby.” Ha ha! I am literally eating those words. My Momou gave me a rice pot as my first wedding gift. It’s a must have!
We recently got a huge bag of rice from some good friends who have a rice farm. The rice is so fabulous and smells so good cooking, it is absolutely worth getting some if you can. Their website is http://www.bakerfarms.net and you can actually order a bag of rice if you want to. I have eaten a lot of rice my days, my thighs and rear end can attest to that, but this rice is unique. It’s aromatic and it cooks up perfectly every time!!!
That’s my little rice side note. But it’s important because what good is that gravy if there is no cooked rice?!! Exactly!!!
I want to say thank you to all of my loyal readers. For your encouragement and sticking with me when I was not sure if I needed or wanted to continue blogging. Thanks for inspiring me. I am glad to know the words I write mean something to so many of you. I am back now and we are only just beginning. Your loyalty means the world to me!!! Thanks for reading! -Aimee
It has occurred to me in the past few weeks that I have numerous friendships that many wonderful recipes have come from. I make friends with these lovely, beautiful inside and out people, and because we share a love of cooking, and yes food, we end up sharing our favorites. They are not the reason we are friends, but the recipes become these tentpoles of our friendships. We know their family through these recipes, even if we have never met their family. These recipes become part of our story. The food that feeds our kids during parties, the meals that we bond over, reveal secrets over (along with a glass of wine). It’s just what friends do!!
For example, the other day, I wanted to make my favorite quiche recipe which comes from my friend Alayna. I adore quiche and this recipe is the real deal. It comes out perfectly every time and I always feel like a brilliant chef when I am serving it up for a brunch. She wrote the recipe down for me long ago and I have sense lost it (I know!!) and has texted it to me several times as well. I texted her AGAIN to get the recipe. She texts back with one of her witty responses, followed by the recipe and then “I swear we just use one another for recipes!” Though I knew she was kidding, it gave me pause for a minute. I am a sensitive person and don’t take most things as lightly as they are intended. We go back and forth with the witty banter that makes us good friends and it is decided that we don’t see one another often enough and this is likely due to us being busy cooking. So then a few days later, she texts me about what to do with leftover cornbread and I say cornbread salad! And the circle continues.
A week or so ago, I texted Betsy for a the recipe for her mama’s sundried tomato basil chicken pasta recipe. Again, with 8 kids and super busy schedules between us, not to mention the 3 1/2 hour travel between us, we don’t talk to or see one another nearly as often as we would like. But that doesn’t make us any less of a friend to one another. Good friends don’t need daily interaction to stay good friends. A good, quality friendship is always there, unchanging and unaffected. Sure it’s a good idea to do something to nourish those relationships and keep up best you can but a good friend is for life. Just last week, as I was about to board a flight to Honolulu (yes Honolulu…cajun mama travels albeit reluctantly) I get a text from Betsy encouraging me to have fun and not worry. Why? Because she knows me, has experienced first hand how hard it is for me to leave my kids, and break away. And in many ways her text put me at ease. It reminded me what I am made of and also what a good friend I have in Betsy. My point here is, maybe our texts do revolve around forgotten recipes but it keeps us connected. Despite the miles, the kids, the exhalation and the busy schedules, we remain close somehow. And Alayna and Betsy are just examples. I experience this with different friends. Recipes have a way of doing that. They bond us, draw us together, and keep us connected.
Now the recipe for Alayna’s quiche went in my column in the May issue of Red River Moms (and I will share it here soon) but today I am sharing the recipe for the Mrs. Sharon’s sundried tomato basil chicken pasta. And you will see just how insanely delicious one recipe can be after you make it. One bite and you will be SOLD!!! This is a filling pasta dish that is so flavorful and hearty, even the manliest man will appreciate it. But it is also perfectly at home on the menu for a ladies’ luncheon.
Sundried tomato basil chicken pasta
Stuff you need~
1 8 ounce jar sundried tomatoes, in oil (drained and reserve the oil)
1 onion, sliced
1 green bell pepper, sliced
1 teaspoon garlic
1 8 ounce package sliced mushrooms
1 teaspoon basil (I used the stuff in the tube)
4 chicken breasts, sliced thin
1 cup whipping cream
8 ounces bow tie pasta (about 1/2 box), cooked al dente
Kosher salt and black pepper to taste
*Betsy’s additions~Parmesan and red pepper flakes (I have told ya’ll before about her red pepper flakes addiction and she passed it on to me)
What to do with the stuff~
Drain oil from tomatoes and reserve. Give the sundried tomatoes what PW calls a “hard chop”. Does not have to be perfect or uniform just chop them up some.
Now, add some of the reserved oil to a large skillet and warm it over medium heat. Add slices of onion and bell pepper to the pot. Sauté them for a minute or two and then add garlic and mushrooms.
Sauté until the pepper are tender. Remove from pot and Set aside. Now, sprinkle your sliced chicken with a little kosher salt and black pepper and add to the skillet. I added a little more of the reserved oil before doing this. Cook the chicken for a few minutes on one side and then flip over and cook for a minute or two on the other side. Cook in two batches if needed to make sure the chicken gets a nice sizzle to it. If you add to much chicken at once, it takes too long for the pot to heat up and no browning goes on. And that nice lovely brown on the the chicken adds such a lovely depth to the flavor in this dish. (That is the foodiest statement I have ever made…excuse me). Once your chicken is cooked, stir the veggies and your other batch of cooked chicken back into the pot. Now stir in the chopped sundried tomatoes and basil to this and give it a stir. Yes. That’s right. Smells good, doesn’t it? Yes. Mrs. Sharon is a wise wise woman with excellent taste. (Ask how I know? She raised a daughter who is the same way! I am not comparing one of my dearest friends to this pasta dish…but if I was, it would be a compliment!)
Ok! Now, pour in that luscious cream. Oh yeah…it’s good to be you.
Stir in cooked pasta and season with some good ole sal
I have told y’all the back story about how I came to be a displaced coonass in the middle of Shreveport. When I first came around Shreveport for the first time at 19 and started dating BD, I was about to start my semester at LSU. I had attended LSU-A for my first year at my parents’ encouragement and the plan was for me to move to Baton Rouge to start my life. I was engaged to my high school sweetheart and he moved there too. I had it all set. It was laid out. How it was going to be. Then we got the call that BD’s mom, was very ill and we needed to come and see her. (Remember we used to live across the street from one another for a while as children and our moms were friends too). I was 19 and was LSU bound and I decided I needed to go and say my goodbyes to a lovely woman who had influenced me and had been another mom to me growing up. And I wanted to see BD. Well…he was known as Clay back then…my childhood friend…clay. He harassed me. Ripped my dolls head off, and so on. Lol. On to Shreveport we went. She passed away a few days later and my family naturally went to the funeral. I will not go into all of the emotions that came about during this time or all that transpired…just know that I was in a relationship and it was not a great one. No offense to the guy I was with, but we just weren’t meant to be, though we tried. I certainly had a plan of how things would work out and falling in love with my best friend from childhood really was not part of my plan. And yet….I guess it was part of God’s plan. That is pretty plain to see now. So, cut to a few months later and I had broken my engagement (I am truly not a flaky person and take commitment seriously but the heart wants what it wants and I wanted Clay. It was just right) and left LSU behind and moved to Natchitoches to attend Northwestern. Now maybe I did not give LSU a chance, but looking back in retrospect it wasn’t the place for me. And I fell in love with clay and NSU all at once. When I first came around Keithville, where BD’s daddy ran the Farmer’s Supply Co-op and everyone knew everyone and I knew no one. I was an outsider. Cajun catholic chick from Alex. That was me. And though people were friendly enough to me, there were some people who embraced me right away. They were happy to know me and pulled me right in. Mama Kate was one of those people. Mama Kate was a Southern gentile lady if there ever was one. She wanted to know you and wanted you to be comfortable. She reminded me of my Momou and I was down with that. So I was going to Northwestern and had my new redneck man (ha ha!!!) and I was living with my cousin, Robin and y’all life was good. I felt at home. And for a homebody like me, that is true happiness. I will never forget one evening in January I guess, there was a knock on the door. It was John, a friend of big daddy’s and mama Kate’s grandson. He had something for me. Sure enough, 2 cookbooks that mama Kate wanted me to have and she had marked a few that clay might like and had written her thoughts in the margins. Y’all. I was blown away by this lady’s kindness. Her thoughtfulness. Remember, BD’s mom was no longer with us so that guidance that would be there was no longer and Deb (his stepmom and my wonderful mother in law and grandmother extraordinaire was not in the picture yet). This lovely lady wanted to make sure when he was around, that I fed him well. And I am sure at some point she and I had talked recipes and she knew I liked to cook. Remember now, I was 19. It pleases me so to think back and realize she knew I had it in me to get in there and cook or that I wanted to. Because let me say, Mama Kate was kind, thoughtful and she could cook circles around most.
As fate would have it, she moved next door to bd and I before we became new parents. And after I had Ben, my oldest, John’s wife, Kylie, had a baby a few months later. Kylie is a lot like mama Kate and we had lots in common. We became friends. It made those lonely days in the country more bearable as BD worked a lot trying to build his Farm Bureau business. Ben and I would walk next door and visit mama Kate. He would play on the floor and she would tell me stories and we would just chat. Kylie and I would go over together. And sometimes, she would invite BD and I over to have Sunday dinner with them. I am big on framily (friends who are family) and I guess Mama Kate and Kylie were the ones who taught me the importance of framily. Oh my. It was such a treat when you got to eat anything Mama Kate cooked. I would not trade those memories for anything. Though we moved “to town” and life got in the way, I would talk to mama Kate from time to time. I probably did not give her the time she deserved and I cannot make excuses for that. Other than to say I was having babies and just stayed busy. We stayed in touch though and would talk from time to time. She passed away about 2 years ago and nothing will ever be the same for any of us. I am grateful for the memories I have with her. And that at a time or several times in my life as a new girl in town, a new mom, a lonely mom, she was there. I hope one day I will be able return that favor to someone else who is in need. I still have that cookbook where I found several go to recipes that we still love. King ranch chicken casserole is one of those. First time I made it in college, we fell in love. No matter where you have your roots or where you are, it is a dish worth making. It is a comfort food that you will never forget. And when I told Big Daddy I was making it tonight, he replied via text “yes!!!” Lol! That is the appropriate response to knowing this meal is on the menu. It is easy enough that you can pull it together and it is memorable enough that you will be asked to make it over and over. It is a dish you will crave. It is a meal that unites us, country peeps and Cajuns, young and old, newcomers to town and town regulars…kind of like mama Kate did for me and I am sure many others over the year. It is a dish that brings you full circle and makes you glad you took the time to make it. And got to know the person who introduced you to such a simple, fantastic recipe. Hope y’all love it too.~AMB
one of the treasured cookbooks she gave me all those years ago
Mama Kate and a newborn Benny Boo
A very pregnant and swollen me and Mama Kate at a shower some friends gave me holding a blanket she had made for the baby who would be named Ben.
King Ranch chicken casserole
Stuff you need~
12 flour tortillas, soft taco size
3 pounds chicken breasts, cooked and shredded or a rotisserie chicken works too
1 small onion, diced fine (optional)
2 cans Rotel (I use mild)
2 cups shredded Colby Jack cheese
1 can cream of chicken
1 can cream of mushroom
2 cans chicken broth or 1 of those cartons (it’s the same amount)
What to do with the stuff~
Preheat oven to 350. Spray a large casserole dish (3 quart) with cooking spray. In a large bowl, whisk together the tomatoes, soups, and the broth together. Set aside. Tear 6 of the tortillas up into bite sized pieces. Layer them at the bottom of the casserole dish. Layer half of the shredded chicken and the diced onion on top of the tortillas. Now, sprinkle half of the shredded cheese over the top of this. Next, pour 1/2 of the soup tomato mixture all over the top of this. Repeat the whole process, starting with tortillas and ending with pouring the rest of the soup tomato mixture over the top. Pop that baby into the oven and cook for about 60 minutes. It will be a little soupy when you pull it out, that’s good. You don’t want it dried out. Let it sit for about 10 minutes and that will allow the rest of the liquid to absorb into the tortillas (creating a dumpling like texture…making this casserole the delicious dish it is!). Serve it up with a nice green salad and you are golden!
Big daddy and I back when we were Clay and Aimee and just best friends. Circa 1979ish
There is something about comfort food isn’t there? It seems to warm you from the inside out. It takes the chill out of a cold rainy day or the sting off of a bad day. Experts say we shouldn’t eat our feelings and I definitely agree, but there is nothing wrong with gathering around the table and enjoying a meal. Or chatting with a good friend over a cup of coffee…and a slice of pie. 🙂 It is a basic human right to connect with others. When my babies were well…babies…I could instantly soothe them by nursing them. It wasn’t the milk that comforted them…it was the closeness between us. I think that is the connection we have with comfort food. Give a child a warm cookie and a glass of milk and sit there…see what happens. Heck, give Big Daddy a warm cookie and a glass of milk and sit there…he will be more than happy to talk while the cookies keep coming. Same thing with this potpie. I know I call a lot of the food I post about “magical” and maybe in a way I believe it is. Sometimes for me, the difference between a good day and a bad day is knowing I am cooking something good for my family for supper. I can’t control how they do on their test, if they had someone to play with on the playground or if Big Daddy had a good day at the office…but a good meal? THAT I can do. I am a big believer in do what you can, where you are, with what you have. I guess maybe cooking is that way for me. I cannot control many things, but I can control whether or not my family has something yummy to eat for supper. And by sharing that with you, I guess I am in a way trying to help you out a little too. This world can be overwhelming, heartbreaking, scary, and many other things sometimes…the simple things will always be the things we come back to time and time again no matter how many fancy technological gadgets we have. Sitting around the table sharing a meal is time tested. We know that works. Which brings me to this wonderful chicken pot pie recipe I have for you today.
Chicken potpie is one of my favorite dishes. When I was little, I loved the Swanson potpies and as I got older I would order it at restaurants. I finally found a recipe that fulfills my potpie desires AND now I can have potpie any time I want. Well, anytime I want to cook one. Bonus, one of my little girls love chicken potpie as much as her mama and she loves this recipe. Oddly enough, this is the very first Paula Deen recipe I saw her make on her show when my friend Kylie introduced me to Paula Deen back in 2004 and i was pregnant with that same little girl. I craved chicken potpie during that pregnancy and needed to find a way to get some. Funny how that works. Plus, this recipe makes two potpies if you want it to or you can freeze extra filling. This potpie recipe makes enough for two potpies, so you can either make both and take one to a friend who could use a good meal or simply freeze the extra filling in some Tupperware for another time. I adapted this recipe from Paula Deen’s Lady and Sons chicken potpie recipe. I added potatoes and more carrots and peas. Other than that, this recipe is just absolutely delicious and perfect. Now, I followed the original recipe instructions for the dough, but I will tell you an easier and in my opinion, better way, to do the crust. The original called for puff pastry dough, but here I will tell you how to use a basic roll out pie crust.
Perfect Chicken Potpie (adapted from Lady and Sons’ Chicken Potpie recipe)
4 roll out pie crusts (Pillsbury or store brand)
4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts,
salt and pepper
2 T. cooking oil
1/3 cup butter
2/3 cup all purpose flour
1 quart (4 cups) heavy cream
1/4 cup chicken base (this is typically located near the canned soups and broths on the top shelf…I tell you this because when I made this recipe the first time, I had NO idea what chicken base was and could not find it. Chicken base (and beef) are your best friends when it comes to gravy making or in this potpie.)
1 Tablespoon minced garlic
1/2 small yellow onion, diced fine
1 1/2 cups of frozen pea, cooked
1 1/2 cups of chopped cooked carrots
1 cup diced potatoes, cooked
Pinch of nutmeg
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Roll out one Pillsbury or store brand pie crust. Lay it in a 9 ” pie plate. (If you are prepping 2 potpies, then do the same for another pie crust). Bake your crust(s) in your preheated oven until it is lightly browned. About 8 minutes. This ensures that your potpie is evenly cooked throughout. Leave your oven on 350 degrees after you take the crust out and set aside.
Cut your chicken breasts up into 1 ” cubes. Season with salt and pepper. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium high heat. Add chicken and saute until cooked through. Remove from heat and transfer chicken to a plate. (you can use precooked chicken or bake chicken breasts in the oven and then cut up)
You can use canned pea, carrots and potatoes. I throw the frozen peas, cut up fresh carrots and potatoes into a pot with the veggies just covered with water. I bring them to a boil and then reduce heat and simmer until the carrots and potatoes are just tender enough. Usually about 15 minutes. I get this going before I start cooking the chicken and the process moves along nicely. Drain the veggies in a colander when they are tender. Set aside.
In a large saucepan, melt butter and then slowly whisk in flour, stirring until it is the consistency of peanut butter. Do not brown it and stir it constantly for about 2 minutes or so. Slowly whisk in the cream and continue to stir. Add chicken base, garlic and onion and stir until thickened. Add the cooked peas, carrots, and potatoes and nutmeg, if using. Add your cooked chicken. Give it a good stir to combine and then remove from heat.
Pour the filling into the pie crusts (s). If you are only making one potpie, Pour until the filling almost reaches the top of the pie crust. About an inch under. Top with other pie crust and then bake in the oven until the top crust is nicely browned. About 20 minutes.
Let it cool and then serve. You are in your happy place. Comfort food nirvana. Enjoy!!!
Comfort food at its finest…just add a glass of milk
So first things first. I have told ya’ll that I am not from Shreveport originally. I know it seems like those 2 hours North of Alex. would not make that big a difference food wise. It does. Chicken spaghetti is a dish that I personally had not eaten or heard of before I came to Shreveport. In fact, when my good friend Leia was craving chicken spaghetti during her first pregnancy, I honestly thought she meant spaghetti sauce with chicken pieces in it. My mom made that when i was growing up. My daddy loved it. Spaghetti and meatballs and chicken in it. So I thought that was what she meant when she said she wanted chicken spaghetti. I was so wrong. They were kind about it and thought my naivety was endearing. So then one day, a sweet dear lady named Mama Kate sent me a local church cookbook and low and behold, it had a recipe for chicken spaghetti in it. So I made it. It was good but took a lot of time and at the time I was in college and didn’t have time for that. Around this time, my mom started making chicken spaghetti and she had her own way (which is usually fantastic and better) and it was so good. So over the years, my recipe sort of evolved and Big Daddy absolutely loves it. Good enough of an endorsement for me. I am quite certain everyone reading this has made chicken spaghetti before, but just in case you haven’t, let me warn you…this is one of those dishes that you will make repeatedly until you are sick of it because it is so good and easy. My kids love this dish, but not with the Rotel so I always pull some out before I add the mushrooms or Rotel. I always serve this with garlic bread and a nice big green salad. MMMMMMMM!!!
Creamy dreamy chicken spaghetti
Cajun Mama’s Creamy Chicken Spaghetti
1 package of angel hair spaghetti
2 cans cream of mushroom soup
2 cans cream of chicken soup
1 jar of sliced mushrooms, drained
1 can Rotel tomatoes (I use mild but use the heat you want)
1 16 oz. package of Velveeta (I use the 2 % milk kind)
1 package of boneless chicken thighs, cooked and shredded (you can definitely use a rotisserie chicken if you choose)
Cook your chicken and shred. Set aside. Boil your pasta according to package directions. Drain. Pour pasta into a dutch oven. Pour soups, Rotel, and mushrooms into the pot. Cut the velveeta into chunks and add that to the pot. Now, over low heat, stir this all together. You will need a strong spoon for this as this concoction is hard to stir until it is well combined. Be sure to stir frequently as the pasta starts to stick to the bottom. Continue to stir until the cheese is melted throughout and the pasta is well combined with the soups and cheese. I like to sprinkle a little kosher salt and cracked black pepper over the finished product before serving.
There is really nothing to it. Hope you love this dish as much as we do. It is such a crowd pleaser!
Me…so excited to get the Pioneer Woman’s new cookbook on the day it was released! I have no shame. ha ha
Cajun MAMA side note~That picture is the REAL me. No makeup. Hair not straightened. Dark marks on my skin left from my pregnancies showing. Totally excited expression and really quite goofy and cheeseball. Yep that’s me. I have never been one for pretense and these days even less so. It takes too much time and energy. Sure, I love to get dressed up and put on my makeup when I feel like it. When I do, the only person I am trying to impress is…me. It makes me feel good and the mood has struck me. Other than that, no thanks. I am my own genuine article just like you are. I embrace her frankly because I do not have the energy to force this into any other than its natural state. I am a little rough around the edges at times. I am ok with that. I would rather be seen that way than anyone ever accuse me of being anything less than real. In this journey we call life, I find it easiest to love me the way I am. I cannot be like anyone else. It is too much trouble. So I give myself permission to like me just the way I am. I give you permission to. Now…there is a bracelet that my friend tagged me in a picture of that said “hide your crazy”. lol!! Now, I want that bracelet so I can remind myself to reign myself in when I get a little TOO authentic and real. But no Kardashian life for me. I am not polished. I am not posh. And seeing the train wreck that is the Kardashians these days, why would anyone want to be that? Who wants to keep up with the Kardashians? They can hardly keep up with themselves. That is a hard lonely life they are leading. No thanks. I will keep being the authentic hot mess that I am, cheesing it up in the Barnes and Noble because I got a new cookbook. There is no glamour in that, but there is peace and contentment. So be real my friends. Be you. Embrace your emotions, your true self. Love that. It is perfect as is.
You know those days when you want the comforting and familiar? Today is one of those days. This week I have been so pleasantly surprised by how great the new crock-pot recipes we have tried have been. Seriously impressed ya’ll. But today I woke up and looked around and feel like my house and chores have been neglected. I know I need to get it together. Being a stay at home mom is a job. It is my job. So no matter what you do for a living, I know you take it seriously and I do the same. Laundry needs to be done, dishes, in general straightening. And today is one of those days where I know I need to cry uncle and remind myself that I can’t do it all. So instead of blogging about a recipe that I have not tried yet today, I am bringing you one of my all time favorite crock pot recipes. It not only makes itself but it is pretty nutritious too. Also it is very versatile and it can be as kid friendly as you want it to be. It requires only a few ingredients that you most likely have and is just so darn good. Everyone I have ever given this recipe to has raved about it and it has become a regular on their menu line up. I hope you will try it out. I am going to blog this recipe while I drink my second cup and then I am going get busy on this house. Time to kick it into gear. If I don’t do it, it won’t get done…ya’ll know what I mean!!
This is a picture of it when it is about to start cooking.
Pour corn, black beans and salsa into the crockpot. Lay your chicken breasts on top of the mixture. Put the lid on the slow cooker and then cook on low for 5-6 hours or high for 7-8 (depending on your crockpot).
Remove chicken breasts from the slow cooker and shred them with two forks. Return chicken back to crock pot and give it a good stir so the chicken and black beans, corn and salsa can get good and comfortable together. You can serve right away or let it sit in the crock pot a while.
When you are ready, spoon some of the filling into your warmed tortillas and add shredded cheese and sour cream if desired. Now the beauty of this recipe, is that it is so versatile. You can serve it over rice, baked potatoes, or tortilla chips like nachos. Make it your own.