Growing up, my mom was busy. She was a single parent with 3 kids and owned her own business. She didn't always have time to cook dinner like I am sure she wanted to. The boys and I would pitch in at times. And then many, many, many nights we would have chicken pot pie. Ok, maybe it wasn't as much as I remember, but it was more than I wanted. I remember complaining and my mom would tell me, "It is quick, easy and good for you." I took that as, "I am doing my best, now quit complaining and eat or go to bed hungry." Even though I am not a single mom, being a military wife I can relate in some ways. I am without my husband for long periods of time, at one point it was 15 months. It gets tiring being everything for everybody. And some days, I just want to tell my kids, "I am doing my best, not quit complaining and eat or go to bed hungry." Ok, maybe I have told them that and I didn't just think it.
Anyways, chicken pot pie is something I have hated since high school. I didn't like it. If I had to eat it, I would eat the crust and the chicken. That was it. My husband loves chicken pot pie. I wouldn't make it, he would get the individual frozen ones to eat himself.
Well, for some reason, I got a craving for chicken pot pie. Why? I have no clue! So, I found a
recipe and made my own. It was awesome! I ate it for dinner last night, lunch today and dinner tonight. Ella loved it, and Olivia hated it.
So, Mom, this dinner is dedicated to you. Thank you for all you have done for us.
1 comment:
Haha, this is so funny- I HATED chicken pot pie when I was a kid too and my mom ALWAYS made it (well transferred the store-bought pan from the freezer to the oven, rather). I also ate the chicken and crust only because the gooey center was too much for me.
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