Oh, how I love a good pot pie. As a kid, I remember the Swanson's pot pie, in its metal tin. Then, came the Stouffer's pot pie and Marie Callendar's. But, as luck would have it, I am the pot pie maker. Only at the cabin. Thanks to a recipe from Cooking Light magazine and a lot of boredom on my part. I cook much better up at altitude. Okay, I just cook. We can't just run out for dinner ya' know. Applebees is considered a fancy restaurant and its just over an hour away in Cedar City, Utah.
My family has a tradition revolving around the pot pie. Sick, I know. But, we have the instituted the Duck Creek Pot Pie Contest! We assemble our own pot pie, fill it with various ingredients (corn, peas, carrots, chicken, mushrooms, cream of chicken soup) and decorate the top of our pie. My husband always wins the contest. He spends just enough time to make me worry. I am not a hater...but he is SO competitive.
So, last night, he was omitted from the contest. (Okay, he was building shelves in the new garage and no one told him about the contest.) Instead, we had four kids and of course...me. The kids' cousins had fun making pot pies and said they never ate one before. Well, thanks to their Country lovin' Aunt, they made and ate their entire pot pie!
Max decorated his with the vegetables on the outside. Maddie needed a toothpick to poke holes around the edge. Cousin James added L.L. (for "Ladies Love"). Cousin Danny went with a less time intensive crust. I put a little dough heart for mine...I love them pot pies!!
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