Sunday, February 6, 2011
Winner, winner: Chicken dinner
When was the last time YOU had chicken and dumplings. It's so totally on the 50-something BAD, BAD, BAD LIST.
I made chicken and dumplings tonight. And had two servings. So there.
And at the end of the day, the Wonderfully Patient Spouse and I totally ignored the healthy salad I made and just ate chicken and dumplings.
So there, squared.
Sometimes things are so good, so rich, so intuitive, you just have to stop, say, "Yes-sssss" and submit. Tonight, with a (stoo-pid) wimpy snow falling and the Super Bowl droning on in the background (ok, I am checking out the commercials), I'm transported back to the Sunday dinners of my childhood, thanks to chicken and dumplings.
Remembering kitchens redolent with the mystical scents of a rich, long-simmering chicken stock, vegetables, herbs and puffy dumplings coming together in a pot.
Remembering tucking into bowls of creamy stewed chicken and silly, salty pillows of herbal wonderful-ness.
Remembering how the whole world seemed to literally melt in my mouth.
Winner, winner: Chicken dinner. I think we nailed it tonight.