Monday, January 17, 2011

The Many Ways of a Traditional Comfort Food – Chicken Pot Pie

For generations, the pot pie has been a comfort food staple for many a family.  Whether it was made with chicken, beef, pork, seafood or simply vegetarian; the family ate well on a cold winter’s night.  Made from scratch, fresh or leftover meats, and vegetables, were encased in a crust, and then baked in an oven with a hearty simmering sauce.

The typical crust is the pie crust, browned and flaky with sauce oozing from slits made in the crust to help release steam.  However, many a recipe will replace the pie crust with biscuit dough, cornbread, or dumplings.  I, myself, experiment with various forms of dough, and have found that French bread dough gives the pot pie a very rustic flavor.
The Amish and Mennonite of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania have a recipe for chicken pot pie which is not baked, but made in, as the name suggests, a pot.  Instead of a pie or bread topping, thick pasta squares are cooked in the sauce with the chicken and vegetables.  While these can be freshly homemade, they can also be purchased pre-made and dried; both methods work just as well.




Traditional Baked Chicken Pot Pie
Ingredients:

1 pound skinless, boneless chicken
breast halves - cubed
1 cup diced carrots
1 cup frozen green peas
1 cup potatoes, peeled and cubed
2 Tbsp cup butter
1/2 cup diced onion
1/2 cup diced celery
4 Tbsp all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
1/4 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp dried thyme
1 3/4 cups chicken broth
2/3 cup milk

1 (9 inch) unbaked pie crust

Preparation:

Preheat oven to 425 degrees F (220 degrees C.)

In a saucepan, combine chicken, carrots and peas.  Add water to cover and boil for 15 minutes. Remove from heat, drain and set aside.  In a separate saucepan, cook potatoes until fork tender, drain; add to drained chicken and vegetables.

In the saucepan over medium heat, sauté’ onions and celery in butter until soft and translucent. Stir in flour, salt, pepper, paprika and thyme.  Slowly stir in chicken broth and milk. Simmer over medium-low heat until thick. Remove from heat and set aside.

Place the chicken/veggie mixture in bottom of a 1 ½ quart baking dish. Pour hot liquid mixture over. Cover with pie crust; crimp edge around dish.  Make several small slits in the top to allow steam to escape.

Bake in the preheated oven for 30 to 35 minutes, or until pastry is golden brown and filling is
bubbly. Cool for 10 minutes before serving.

Mary Cokenour
January 17, 2011



Amish Chicken Pot Pie
(Source:Home Cooking at BellaOnline; http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art6854.asp )

Pot Pie Squares ( the noodles )
·  3 cups flour
·  1 large egg
·  1 T. vegetable shortening (such as Crisco)
·  1/2 to 3/4 cup water

Preparation -
Mix the flour, egg, and shortening together. Knead this dough mixture, while alternately adding small amounts of water until the dough holds together well. Divide the dough into two or three pieces. Roll each piece to about 1/8" thick on a floured board. Cut the rolled out dough into squares - about 2 inches to 2-1/2 inches wide. Allow the freshly made pot pie noodle squares to dry for about 30 minutes or more before cooking.

The Stew
Three to four cups of shredded chicken or turkey leftovers can be used instead of a whole stewing chicken for this recipe. When using leftovers, use chicken broth instead of the 2 quarts water. With leftover chicken or turkey. I use about 4 cans of chicken broth, such as College Inn® Broth.
·  1 - 3 lb. stewing chicken
·  2 quarts water
·  5 medium potatoes - peeled and cut into bite size chunks
·  2 cups chopped celery
·  1 small onion - chopped
·  1/2 cup finely diced carrots
·  1 T. dried parsley
·  1 tsp. salt
·  1/2 tsp. pepper
Preparation -
Cook the chicken in water until tender. Remove the chicken from the broth and separate the meat from the bones and skin. Cut or shred the cooked chicken into bite size pieces. Meanwhile, add the vegetables and seasonings to the simmering broth. Cook for about 15 to 20 minutes, then add the pot pie squares to the broth mixture, a few at a time, stirring frequently so they don't stick together. After all have been added, cook gently for about 6 to 8 minutes or until the noodles are tender.
Add the cut up chicken and cook over low heat, stirring occasionally for 10 to 15 minutes longer. Cover, and let stand for a few minutes before serving.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

If cooking were a religion, Bobby Flay would be a god.

He's an Iron Chef, owner of several restaurants, appears on countless cooking shows and specials, and his books are like bibles.  Bobby Flay ( http://www.bobbyflay.com/ ) is a born New Yorker who specializes in Southwestern cuisine.  He's personable, handsome, intelligent, and just an overall good guy; so what else would you want in a food god?

I'd love to meet him someday.  I'd be too scared to do a throwdown with him, but I'd love to just shake his hand and tell him what an inspiration he is to us foodies.

Well, I'm a born New Yorker, and since moving out West, have become quite adept at Southwestern cuisine, but that's about where the similarity ends.  I can live with that.  Since moving out to Utah, I have learned that the restaurants out East, that advertise Southwestern cuisine, don't have a real clue; except those chefs that have bothered to learn it and get the real training to excel in it.  The tastes and flavors not only explode your taste buds, but give you a "feel good" feeling...nothing like fresh chiles to get the blood flowing.

It's also healthy for you.  When I moved to Utah, my A1c (I'm a type 2 diabetic) was 11, had been on insulin for about 3 years, and just was having a heck of a time getting myself in control.  But there was something about the area that changed my whole life.  The air was the coolest and cleanest I've ever inhaled.  Where I could only walk for 15-20 minutes in Pennsylvania before getting tired and weak; here I could walk the trails for hours, and still feel energized.  The spirit of the mountain goat entered me, and my husband could only say, "She's going to f***ing kill herself", as he watched me climb the red rock formations, and jump from outcropping to outcropping.  I lost weight, and am keeping it off...still have a long way to go, but I'm not so cranky about it.  My blood sugar numbers are improving, and in 1 1/2 yrs, my A1c is now down to 6.5, the recommended number.  My insulin intake has decreased, and my blood pressure is always normal.

Yep, I'd say that moving out West was one of the best things I've ever done in my life, besides marrying Roy that is.


Southwestern Chicken Stew
(for a slow cooker)


Ingredients:

2 lbs boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into 1 inch pieces
1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes
1 jar (16 oz) chipotle salsa (if not available, use medium salsa), chunky style
1 can (15 oz.) black beans, drained
1 bag (16 oz) frozen red/green pepper with onion mix (sometimes listed as stir-fry mix)
1 bag (16 oz) frozen shoepeg (white) corn
1 Tbsp. chili powder
Corn bread

Preparation:

Spray slow cooker dish with cooking spray. Add all ingredients and mix thoroughly. Set cooker on low, cook for 5-6 hours; stir occasionally. Place corn bread in soup bowl, ladle stew over bread. Makes 8 servings.

Mary Cokenour
May 21, 2008

A salad isn't a salad...yes it is.

If you've glanced at my profile, you've seen that one of my interests, a passion really, is cooking.  It's something I've been interested in since I was a little girl.  It began via necessity, but has turned into something more.  The idea of, one day, owning one of those old fashioned roadside diners, and serving up a variety of comfort foods to traveling motorists, truckers, or folks just out for an adventure, is always on my mind.  Roy loves the idea, but finances are not our friend when it comes to the idea of starting, owning and maintaining a business.  So, I'll just dream on for now.

Ah, the purpose of this post today, Miracle Whip.  It's called a salad dressing, but basically it is mayonnaise with sugar (and lots of preservatives) added in.  Personally, the taste of it is quite nasty, but then again, I wouldn't eat plain mayonnaise either.  Roy loves it on sandwiches, and I don't know how many times I have felt insulted by his putting a blob of it upon my luscious....yes, luscious, meatloaf, or freshly roasted beef.  I do use the product in my macaroni salad, coleslaw and deviled eggs.  Why are deviled eggs called deviled in the first place?  I mean, if you really look at them, they should be called "bloody, mutilated chicken fetuses" with all that red paprika sprinkled over the yellow gob.  So, I make mine really "deviled" by adding ground cayenne pepper to the mixture, but this post is not supposed to be about all that.

If something is a salad dressing, then stick to the game plan; otherwise, don't just change the picture on the label, change the concept too.  Say what you mean, and mean what you say.  Make a decision, and stick to it.  There I go running off again......

Ok, so I'm being stubborn and saying that Miracle Whip should stick to salad enhancing, and mayonnaise should be, as it has always been, versatile.....all purpose.  That being said, here's my recipe for "Amish Macaroni Salad":



Amish Macaroni Salad

Ingredients:

1 lb elbow macaroni
½ cup each carrots, onions, red bell peppers, finely diced
5 hard boiled eggs, diced
2 cups Miracle Whip salad dressing
¼ cup white vinegar
½ cup sugar
2 Tbsp yellow mustard

Preparation:

Cook macaroni; drain, let cool in a large bowl.  Gently mix in the carrots, onions, peppers and eggs.

Whisk together Miracle Whip, vinegar, sugar and mustard to make the dressing; gently fold into the macaroni mixture, making sure all macaroni is covered by dressing.  Cover and let sit overnight.

Makes 10 – 1 cup servings.


Mary Cokenour 
May 29, 2007


Enjoy!!!

Saturday, January 15, 2011

...and so the adventure into blogging begins.

Yesterday, I finally saw a movie, "Julie and Julia", that I've been wanting to see for a long while.  I was impressed by the story itself, the characters, and it moved me to start a blog of my own.  I've never kept a diary, didn't really see a point to it.  My life was not the happiest as I grew up, so why would I want to read about it, and relive those heartbreaking days.  Unfortunately, I have a minor type of autobiographical memory, and all the traumas from childhood into adulthood keep bursting in on my mind, whether I wanted them to or not.

So, with this blog, I'm hoping to recreate memories that mean more to me than those lousy ones.  Maybe I'll finally be able to suppress those bad memories to the point that they will stop inflicting themselves upon me.  Above all else, I believe that my life with my husband, Roy, will be the biggest inspiration overall.  He has been my rock, my soulmate, my everything, since we first met in December of 2003.  Before then, we had been conversing via email, IMs and on the phone since September 2003.  We met on a Dungeons and Dragons gaming site, found we had much in common, besides roleplaying, and just kept getting closer and closer till we finally had to meet. 

Roy arrived in Pennsylvania, where I was living then, at the bus station in Harrisburg.  At first sight, we hugged, and hugged, and hugged, and we didn't want to let go.  We had discovered that we had a deep empathy between us, and knew this was it...this first physical meeting was the beginning of forever for us.

Throughout the years, we have supported each other in all ways...spiritually, emotionally, mentally, physically, financially.  Together we made life one big adventure for us.  After we were both laid off in 2008, we made the decision to sell the house I owned, and move to Utah.  Originally we had hoped to buy a home in Moab, but the prices were ridiculous for the real estate market at the time.  We ended up with a fixer-upper in Monticello, and while it wasn't our dream home, we made it our own in so many ways. 

We'd been together since 2003, and finally decided to tie the knot in 2010, so on October 8th, we legally became husband and wife.  Surprisingly, we didn't feel different at all.  We'd always considered that we were married to each other, conducted ourselves as a married couple; friends even stated that we were more married to each other than any married couple they knew.  Guess you could say we did it just to make the lovers of legal documents and red tape happy.  We loved, and were in love with, each other, and didn't care what anyone else thought about our arrangement.  But being legally married sure did make getting insurance easier.

So, where will I be going with this blog, no idea, and I'm just looking at it as a new adventure.