Well played, Carol. Well played.

I cooked again last night. (I am really on a roll, ya'll.) And just so you know, we may have a winner. Don't be scared though - we still have a few recipes to go yet - but last night's was mighty good. Here's why...


THE MENU


Last night was Carole's Chicken Casserole. But really it should be called Carol's Chicken and Angioplasty Surprise. In other words, my dad's heart doctor, would not have been a Carol Fan. But who cares! He doesn't get a vote.


I am an avid reader of Southern Living Magazine because with any recipe they give you, you can almost be assured you will have the ingredients in your house. Same with Carol. Who doesn't have these things? I ask you. In fact, if you don't just naturally have sour cream, white meat chicken, Ritz crackers and butter laying around your house - chances are, it would never work out between us.



Here's what you do:

Line bottom of 9x9 ( or 8x8) baking dish with a sleeve of crushed cracker crumbs and pour melted butter over the top.
Boil chicken until done. Cut up.
Combine chicken, 1 can cream of chicken soup, 16 oz. container of sour cream and pour over cracker crumbs.
Crush more crackers on top and top with melted butter.
Bake for 30-40 minutes at 350 until top is browned and crispy.

* Much like Poppy Seed chicken that I got from a few folks, but just no poppy seeds on top.


Carole wasn't very descriptive in how much Ritz to use or how much butter to use. So I just assumed she meant - a lot! And I went for it.



THE TIPS:


I wasn't sure how much chicken to add, so I added enough for my family - 3 breasts. But next time I might add one more just for a little more chicken less goo. But that depends on what kind of mood I'm in.


I didn't change anything since it was so easy, but I did pair it with a green salad so at least if I died in the middle of eating it God would show me some mercy.


THE RESULTS:


Needless to say the Attorney General and I loved it. In fact, I hoped to goodness he had a lunch meeting today so that I could have to rest for my lunch instead of packing it up for him. Thankfully, he did. In the middle of eating it he asked what was different about this than something similar to it we had eaten before. I told him the Ritz crackers and butter were on the top - AND THE BOTTOM. He replied, "Well played, Carol. Well played."


I agreed. Carol, my friends, is in it to win it.


So we give it a: 5 (out of 5) gavels!