It seems the only time I cook is when D is out of town. Only problem is that when I do cook, I have a hard time thinking of what to make for one person. Turkey sandwich? OK. I can do that for one. Chicken kabob? I can do that too! Other than that, my culinary imagination doesn't go too much further. When I get tired of my turkey stirfry and spaghetti noodles with soy sauce, I've got to call in some help. Luckily Yo is always ... or almost always ... willing to come over and help me out. I decided I wanted to do some chicken pot pies tonight. I asked her what she thought of that:
I think many things about chicken pot pies.
Mostly that I love them
In their cute little bowls
Sitting pretty with a cap of pure biscuit goodness
Pot pies, pot pies
You bring me such joy.
Pot pies, pot pies
Don’t be so coy.
I'll take that as a yes.
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