Yesterday, The Boy was sick and Mr. Right elected to stay home with him. That was good for several reasons, one of which was that Mr. Right could put some finishing touches on the house before it goes on the market.
When I returned home from work, I walked into a kitchen where Mr. Right was making dinner… and I don’t mean he was calling out for it either. He was making it from scratch from a recipe that I pulled from the internet, but we had never tried.
I could have kissed him right then and there. (Oh, who am I kidding? I did kiss him right then and there.)
He was making Chicken and Corn Chowder, and let me tell you how good it was: three out of four of us had seconds. And really The Boy doesn’t count because he wasn’t feeling well, remember? It was deeeeelicious!
So if you want to have your dinner magically appear before you, I suggest that you marry someone like Mr. Right (but not him specifically because he’s taken you see… and I will fight tooth and nail with any woman who tries to steal him away. It will not be pretty. You have been warned.)
But I will do half of the equation by giving you the recipe. Maybe you can leave it on the counter and your man will magically make it appear for you too.
Chicken and Corn Chowder
- 1/2 c butter or margarine
- 1/2 c onion, finely chopped
- 6 T flour
- 4 chicken bouillon cubes
- 2 1/2 c hot water
- 1 1/2 c cubed cooked potatoes
- 1 can whole kernel corn, undrained
- 3 c hot milk
- 1/4 t white pepper (black will work too)
- 2 chicken breasts, poached and chopped
Heat butter in large saucepot and cook onion until tender but not browned. Add flour; cook and stir for 5 minutes over low heat. Do not brown. Add bouillon cubes and hot water, stirring with whisk to fully mix together. Simmer for 5 minutes. (It will become thick.) Add remaining ingredients and bring to boil. Serve with bread.
There, you have the recipe. Now find the person who will make it for you! Head on over to Shannon’s place… maybe someone posted about how to find that person.
Good for you. You are a blessed women.
That is true romance. I get tickled when I see the jewelry commercials. For those of us married in the trenches, a man who helps out is worth more than any piece of jewelry.
Your husband is a gem.
I won’t steal your Mr Right…but can I just clone him? That seems like a fair compromise to me….
That recipe looks great, I’ll have to try it (until I get that whole cloning Mr Right thing to work)!
Lucky girl. Soup sounds yummy.
Sheesh. So much for my plans to steal Mr. Right away from you.
What a sweetie-pie he is. Little surprises like that are just the best. It’s just the icing on the cake that it actually tasted good, too. 🙂
Too bad you can’t loan him to Susanne. She posted a photo of her poor hand this morning. I suspect she could use some help right about now.
You are truly blessed!
My mom is actually flying in today, for Samuel’s sixth birthday on Saturday. Wonder if she’ll get the hint if I leave the recipe on the counter? She is always looking for something to do when she’s here…
And Mr. Right is quite a catch. I wouldn’t try to steal him, cause I got one of my own, but you are definitely a blessed woman. 🙂
Yum and double yum! I will make this soon. Thanks for the recipe!
ooh, thank you. sounds super yummy and I LOVE soup