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(dinner for the Gentleman Caller)
I'm following a delicious recipe of my mom's, so hopefully this will turn out as deliciously as it does at her house. Here it is:
Pretty sure my mother never used the word "nom", of course. But still. I was overcome with the impulse to cook something rather than ordering in, and that impulse strikes me so seldom that I feel it's important to honor it when it does. :-) I'll let you know how it goes.
Grease a casserole pan. (How big are those things? A rectangular one, I mean. 9x12? Something like that.) Cover the bottom of the pan with 4 oz. of dried beef. Trim eight boneless, skinless chicken breasts (I only had six, so that's how many I used), wrap them in a slice of raw bacon each, and arrange them in your greased, beefed pan. Combine one cup of sour cream and one can of condensed cream of celery soup and pour this over All the Meats. Refrigerate. When the time comes, bake uncovered 3 hours at 275 F.
Nom with rice, I think.
Pretty sure my mother never used the word "nom", of course. But still. I was overcome with the impulse to cook something rather than ordering in, and that impulse strikes me so seldom that I feel it's important to honor it when it does. :-) I'll let you know how it goes.

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(Also, I am amused that tonight apparently both you and I were struck with the impulse to recreate childhood comfort foods. :-)
*hug*
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