Written by Cathy
So much of a meaningful Thanksgiving has to do with tradition, with carrying on the family customs. A favorite memory I savor is of my mother cooking long into the evening before Thanksgiving Day and then the glorious smells wafting up the stairs to awaken us to the delicious day.
As a young mother I embraced the idea of nurturing my family, of expressing gratitude through the loving preparation of special meals(or attempting to make even mundane meals somehow memorable). So cutting onions and celery and sautéing them in way too much butter is not a chore. It’s love. And when the children and grandchildren run into the kitchen exclaiming about the wonderful smells emanating through the kitchen, that’s love. Noah and Chloe know the special ingredient in my chicken soup is simple-it’s just love.
If you have left-over turkey, you might like to try this recipe that my daughter-in-law, Ali, seems to look forward to every year. It was given to me by my dear friend, Brenda.
Creamed Chicken or Turkey
Mix several cups of left-over meat with 16 ounces sour cream and 2 cans of creamed soup (cream of chicken, mushroom, or broccoli).
Butter a 9×13 casserole.
Put a layer of cooked rice in the casserole.
I add a layer of broccoli, just slightly cooked.
Top with the meat/soup mixture.
Mix together 5 cups crushed Ritz crackers and 2 sticks melted butter.
Sprinkle over the meat.
Bake at 350* for about 30 minutes, or until bubbly.
Don’t forget the love.