This morning Henry woke up congested. When that happens, I know we're in for a LONG day. Surprisingly, Henry was actually in pretty good spirits, which allowed his mommy to be in pretty good spirits too!
Eating, however, was not that great. As soon as I saw that Henry didn't feel well, I decided to quickly put up a chicken soup. I knew there was a good chance he wouldn't eat it, but I love chicken soup so either way someone would be happy at dinner. My main problem with chicken soup, however, is that my husband does not like to eat boiled chicken, and since I'm a vegetarian (but yes, I do drink the chicken broth), I won't eat the chicken either. Oh, and I should mention I never throw out food. So today I decided to see if I could make some sort of chicken casserole out of the boiled chicken.
Was it a success? Well, my husband really liked it. Henry accidentally took a bite when he mistook the spoon coming to his mouth for a spoon full of chicken broth. He was none too happy, immediately took the offending pea out of his mouth, and then refused the pot-pie, as well as the soup that he had previously been enjoying. Lesson learned - if Henry is eating something happily, don't sneak something else in.
What do you do with leftover boiled chicken?
Kitchen-Sink Chicken Casserole