Chicken and rice: an appreciation

You get into habits from time to time in a lot of things. We have been in an eating out habit for quite awhile now. Tonight, I asked Cindy what she wanted for supper. I expected her to name a restaurant around town. Instead, she started listing the problems she had been suffering with her stomach over the day. Finally, she said she really wanted chicken and rice and carrots and mushrooms and told me to go to the grocery for coffee and half and half.

After accomplishing my withdrawal from the initial desire to ignore her requirements, I drove to the grocery and bought chicken and green onions and celery and a red bell pepper and four boneless chicken breasts and a container of chicken broth, and the other requirements of coffee and half and half, I came home and cut up the vegetables and put them in a pot with olive oil and garlic and began to cook them down. I also cut up the chicken breasts and put them in a skillet with olive oil. I added Irish butter and poultry seasoning to the vegetables and then put the vegetable mixture off the hot burner. I then cooked a cup of rice in two cups of chicken broth and after the chicken had cooked through, I combined the chicken, black pepper and the vegetables. After the rice had cooked, I combined all of the ingredients together with some more chicken broth. I put the complete mixture together in a pan I could place in the oven, crumbled some ritz crackers over the whole thing, then cooked the whole thing for about forty five minutes in a 400 degree oven.

After it was all over, I spooned a small amount on a plate and gave it to Cindy. She ate quietly. I asked her if she liked it. She ate rather quickly and spooned another portion on her plate and downed.

I left the mixture on the stove to cool and Cindy spooned some of the mixture in a tupperware container for her lunch tomorrow. She also took some additional from the container.

I think she liked it.

Recently, I have really acquired an appreciation for chicken and rice over almost anything. I guess I infected the wife.