This chicken pot pie with cornbread crust is just the loveliest. Tender chunks of chicken, sweet softened carrots, celery, onion, and corn—swimming in a rich, creamy gravy, all nestled under a blanket of sweet, gritty cornbread. The crumbly topping serves as the perfect sponge for all that sauce. Pure comfort food.
When I made this creamy chicken and cornbread casserole for our big Sunday supper, Daniel smiled into his plate. He chewed and mmm’ed and then looked up at me, and with the sunniest grin, said, “I want you to make this for our children.”
Me: …[pause]…Ooo…Here’s the only snafu: You know that we don’t have any of those yet?
Daniel: Ha, yes, but I was just thinking out loud. It tastes good…and it’s so good for you…and it’s got corn…kids would love this kind of thing.
Me: …You also just found out that we’re not yet married?
Daniel: Uh huh.
Me: …And that by the time I have children I’ll be making meals exclusively in the shape of Muppet Babies?
Me:…And that I’m going to be really sleepy by then?
Daniel: When you’re thirty?
Me: Uh huh.
Me: …And you also know that I’m going to teach my someday children to cook by the time they’re 18 months old?
Daniel: I figured.
Me: …be-because…I really believe in independence. And self sufficiency.
Daniel: Makes sense.
Me: But I guess I can make this sometimes. Because, like, some kids don’t like peanut butter and fluff sandwiches as much as I’d like them to. Not all the time, anyhow. And remember what I said about being sleepy?
Daniel: I know.
Me: But our kids will, right? They’ll like fluff?
Daniel: How could they not?
Me: Good point. You know I’m a worrier.
[chew, chew, chew]
Me: And…I mean…can we teach them how to paint my nails and toes? Like, really good?
Me: And clean the tile in the shower? Because I really don’t like that.
Me: Oh! And do you think they’ll watch The View with me? Because sometimes you forget?
Daniel: Well, I don’t know if The View will still be on then…
Me: Pffft wha-?! How could you say that?!
Daniel: No, I mean, it probably will still be on. It’s just…you know how TV goes…it’s tough to tell how long shows will last.
Me: That show will last forever.
Daniel: No, you’re right. I’m sure it will.
Me: No, like for-ev-er. I don’t even want to think about it being over. Can’t. Won’t. Will not. Nope.
Daniel: Kiddo, don’t worry about it. And yes, kids will love to watch The View with you. I’ll teach them explicitly how to DVR it if they have to do things like…oh, I don’t know, say, go to school. And how to fix you an iced pomegranate spritzer in the middle of the night. Everything will be great.
Daniel: Good. [smile] Really, I just love this dinner. Thanks for making it.
Me: Uh huh.
Daniel: You like it too? It has cornbread and chicken and gravy- all things you love.
Me: I just can’t believe you would say that about The View. You know how much I love Barbara.
[Daniel exits stage left]