Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Cranberry Chicken

This is what we had for supper last night. It was considerably better than the last thing I made from this cookbook. This one is also from BH&G 5 Ingredient Favorites. It was a crockpot recipe, which I enjoy because then there is no mad rush like at 4:30 or 5 to finish supper, you just dish it out of the crockpot. So anyway here it is.

Cranberry Chicken
2 1/2 to 3 pounds chicken thighs and/or drumsticks
1 16 oz can whole berry cranberry sauce
2 tbsp onion soup mix (like 1/2 of an envelope)
2 tbsp quick-cooking tapioca
3 cups hot cooked rice

Skin chicken. Place chicken in a 3 1/2 to 4 quart slow cooker (spray it with cooking spray first). In a small bowl, combine cranberry sauce, dry soup mix, and tapioca. Pour over chicken. Cover and cook on low heat setting for 5 to 6 hours or high heat setting for 2 1/2 to 3 hours. Serve chicken and sauce over hot cooked rice.

Everybody ate this, even Nathan. Emma was very concerned that it had actually come from a "chicken bird," and asked several questions about other types of food and the animals they come from (i.e. "what about pot roast? What animal is that from?" said in a very whiny voice). She would have fit in well in the days before the flood when we were all vegetarians. Well, also she will fit well into the millenial kingdom when we will all be again. I will encourage her with this if she is ever tempted to be a prodigal. Hee hee. Anyway Steve really liked this. I thought it was good too. Whenever we have "chicken with bones" as the kids say, Steve doesn't really enjoy picking the meat off the bones. I always do it for the kids, but not for our plates. Anyway this chicken basically fell off the bones, so it was easy to eat and very good. So we will keep this recipe.

I told Emma that I ate goat in Haiti and she was quite shocked. Then I told her some people eat ducks and sheep, but we don't. She was like "what do they make with those?" in a voice close to tears. I think she wanted to know the names of the dishes, in case I try to sneak one past her one of these days. She does not want to be taken in unawares.

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