Y’all. I spent all day at work just feeling terrible knowing that my sweet man was at home sick and that I wasn’t there to take care of him. I also felt terrible knowing that I wouldn’t have the time/energy to make a great, comforting meal for him when I got home (and I’d already gotten him Chinese takeout last night! Whoops!) Well, on my lunch break I got to googling…and let me tell you. I discovered the perfect-less-than-45-minutes-make-your-man-drool-and-feel-better-and-make-you-feel-like-a-rockstar-meal!!
The whole meal (plus dessert!) is one giant short-cut. And that is just what I needed today.
1) Chicken and Dumplings (because what could be more comforting). I lightly modified this recipe: http://www.tasteofhome.com/Recipes/Quick-Chicken-and-Dumplings. If you don’t feel like clicking I’ll give you the gist of it-the base of the soup is chicken broth and pulled rotisserie chicken meat. I added four cloves of garlic, a 1/4tsp of Don Giant original red pepper flakes (it made me sweat Don!) and doubled the onions. It was SO delicious. Then I used refrigerator biscuits (instead of frozen) and reserved TWO for later. All in all I’d give this recipe a 9/10. The entire process (including pulling the meat from the chicken while trying not to eat all of it) took under 40 minutes. It really hit the spot and the spice from the pepper helped clear my stuffy man-friend’s head a bit!
After gorging on this EASY and DELICIOUS and SOUTHERN meal, we went to the coffee shop and I went on a run. After coming home, Joe started to feel stuffy, tired, and sick again. I knew that it was time to bring out the big guns. You know those two refrigerator biscuits I reserved…?
2) There is a recipe floating around the internet that I’ve been dying to try. Mainly because it simply seemed too good to be true. The recipe I used is here: http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,164,151161-250202,00.html. The idea is that you poke a hole in the middle of a refrigerator biscuit, quickly fry it, then swirl it in a glaze of your choice and call it a DONUT. You call it a donut because….it tastes JUST LIKE A DONUT. I thought Joe would cry. You may not know this by his svelt olympic runner type frame, but Joe is the biggest sucker for sweets/sugar I’ve ever met. So to have his delightful girlfriend appear out of the kitchen (after FIVE MINUTES OF WORK) with a piping hot maple glazed donut…was almost too much for him to handle. I will conclude with this quote from Joe describing said Donut: “I don’t think there is a limit to how much of this I could eat. I mean, if this donut were 100 times as big I don’t think I’d be able to stop eating, I don’t think I’d be able to find a stopping point. It was that good.”
All in all, the gist of this post is mainly to point out that I can, in fact, do it all. All it takes is the magic powers of google and the shared recipes of the brave short-cut cooking pioneers who have come before me. And a handsome sick boyfriend to motivate my domestic exploits.
also. i meant to take a picture of the donut…but I ate it too fast. and my fingers are sticky. sorry Joe’s computer.