Chicken
Casserole
Another favorite dish my mother prepared for family functions.
Fast and easy, this casserole is a great and different way to prepare chicken.
Have leftover fried, baked or broiled chicken? Use a can of store bought broth
and you’ve got a tasty way to serve them up!
Ingredients:
1 can of crescent roles
2 or 3 boneless, skinless chicken breasts or 8 strips
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1 can of chicken broth
Optional:
1 small can or jar (or fresh) mushrooms added to broth/soup mix
Onions, celery, bell pepper or other seasonings, shredded cheese
Preparation:
Boil chicken breasts, let cool, cut into strips (may use precut
chicken breast strips). Save 1 can of broth.
Heat soups stirring in broth until desired consistency obtained
Roll out uncooked crescent roll, place strip of chicken at widest
point, re-roll until all 8 are used.
Place uncooked chicken-filled rolls in baking pan. Pour broth/soup
mixture over; bake until golden brown according to instructions on can of
crescent rolls. Add shredded cheese if desired.
*Recipe can easily be altered to fit number of guests. Add a green
salad and you’ve got a full course meal.
Book to Feature:
Title: Circles of Fate
Blurb: Set at the tail end of
the Vietnam War era, Circles of Fate takes the
reader from Fort Benning, Georgia to Thibodaux, Louisiana. A romantic saga, this gripping
novel covers nearly twenty years in the lives of Shaunna Chatman and
Todd Jameson. Constantly thrown together and torn apart by fate, the two are
repeatedly forced to choose between love and duty, right and wrong, standing on
faith or succumbing to the world’s viewpoint on life, love, marriage and
fidelity. With intriguing twists and turns, fate brings together a cast of
characters whose lives will forever be entwined. Through it all is the hand of
God as He works all things together for the good of those who love Him and are
called according to His purpose.
Excerpt:
“What?” Todd Jameson’s hand trembled so hard the phone he held
threatened to slip through his numb fingers. He wiped a sweaty palm down his
thigh and grabbed the receiver then switched ears. The anguish in Mike Ferel’s
voice made the pleasantries they shared the first few minutes of the call seem
like a distant conversation.
“I’m sorry, Todd, to be the
one to tell you this, especially after what you’ve been through this last
year.”
He’d spent nine months at
war, nine months facing and dealing with death, but not even those things
prepared him for the death of his hopes and dreams in nine short minutes.
“When?”
A heavy exhale preceded
Mike’s answer. “Margaret died six months ago. Shaunna married three months
after.”
She said she loved me. He hadn’t meant to utter the thought aloud, but
somehow the words slipped past the knot in his throat.
“She cried a long time after
you left, didn’t understand why you never wrote or called.”
Though his voice held no
accusation, Todd heard the chastisement in Mike’s tone. “I...”
He blinked hard and cleared
his throat. “What was I supposed to do, blurt out my feelings over the phone or
in a letter and ask her to wait? I thought she was too young to go through
that, especially with the war and all. Not knowing if, when, I’d get sent over there was hard enough on me; she didn’t
need that on her heart. What if I didn’t come back? I couldn’t fathom putting
her through such an ordeal. Not with all the responsibilities she shouldered
from her mother’s illness.”
“I’m sorry.”
Todd raked a hand over his face.
“Is she happy? Is he a good man?”
“Seems to be.”
Purchase Links:
Author bio: Award-winning author,
Pamela S. Thibodeaux is the Co-Founder and a lifetime member of Bayou Writers
Group in Lake Charles, Louisiana. Multi-published in romantic fiction as well
as creative non-fiction, her writing has been tagged as, “Inspirational with
an Edge!” ™ and reviewed as “steamier
and grittier than the typical Christian novel without decreasing the message.”
Links:
Face Book: http://facebook.com/pamelasthibodeaux
Thanks for sharing,
Tina
1 comment:
Thanks for the post Tina!
PamT
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