I have a confession to make on behalf of Grandma. Her recipe box is filled with lots of options
for the sweet tooth, and not as much for the meat and potatoes crowd. I somehow doubt this is the way they ate
every day, but I can distinctly remember growing up with a daily offering of
dessert to finish our supper. My, how things
have changed! (At least at my
household). My family wonders what the event is if they
come home to homemade baked goods.
So, this recipe is one of the rare entree selections! Again, out of necessity, I happened to have
leftover chicken that was calling out to me. As I was baking this, Bryce notified me that
his friend was staying for dinner (Midwest translation = "supper"). His friend has a healthy appetite, so I was
worried this wouldn’t feed us all – but that’s the beauty of this dish. It makes a little go a longer way – which is
probably one reason it made it in the box!
