So, I don’t know what my grandmother did when she didn’t feel like cooking. Actually, no, wait, I do. She used to say that going out to dinner trumped cooking every time, that there was nothing that couldn’t be put into the fridge for tomorrow. If she was in the midst of making dinner and someone called to invite her out, she’d immediately put the dinner into the fridge and be ready to go.
Sadly, we can’t afford that right now. WIth the husband back in school for a career change and a new baby around the house, we don’t eat out that often anymore. So when I came home tonight, tired and not in the mood to cook anything what was I do to? Before baby, I would have had cereal and made my husband fend for himself. Now, I feel that need to have a “real” dinner, at least until the baby is old enough to pick her own cereal.
So I took a quart of chicken soup out of the freezer. It’s been in there a looooooong time. I can’t remember when I made it and I know I haven’t made soup since the baby was born so it’s at least 8 months old. As it was heating, I realized that I wanted something more substantial than soup. I considered matzo balls but decided there wasn’t enough soup. I considered dumplings but then realized what I wanted were biscuits. Which meant chicken pot pie.
So I chopped up a half an onion and three cloves of garlic and let them soften in some butter and olive oil. Probably about 3 tablespoons of butter and 1 tablespoon of oil. I sprinkled about a half a cup of flour over that and whisked it around to cook it a bit. I added about a quarter cup of sherry to deglaze the pan and to start the sauce. I put in about a cup (maybe two) of chicken broth and whisked that around and then dumped in the soup I had taken out of the freezer (I heated it to defrost it first). I tasted for seasoning, added salt and pepper and a little bit of chicken bouillon and then threw in some leftover peas that were hanging out in the fridge. I also had some heavy cream that needed using up so I threw in about a quarter cup of that, too. This is what came of it:
I mixed up these biscuits in the food processor. I sort of patted them out, didn’t bother rolling (remember I was feeling too lazy to cook?!)
Since it was just Halloween and I was feeling whimsical, I cut them out into pumpkin shapes and dropped them on top of my improvised stew.
And just so you know? I was too lazy to even walk upstairs to get my camera. All photos brought to you courtesy of my iphone.