I totally channeled the Pioneer Woman this weekend. Mother's Day and Sara's birthday fell on the same day, so we did a dual celebration. I have both of Ree Drummond's cookbooks, and have had pretty good success with her recipes. The celebration dinner was at my house, so I elected to make Ree's recipe for chicken enchiladas for our entree.
I'm going to tell you something, and that is, I do not know how that woman manages to cook in those diaphanous blouses she always wears. It is a total miracle she does not catch herself right on fire. Since I was planning my menu around recipes in her second cookbook, I figured I needed to get in the mood and put on a new flowy blouse I had recently got. Flowy blouse, dangly earrings, a statement necklace, coordinating pot holders, and I looked like PW herself.
Cute, right? Well, I put it on and started in on my chicken enchiladas, and before I knew what was what, my right sleeve was weighted down by about half a pound of sour cream sauce. And getting anywhere near the stove was a mission wrought with danger.
Happily, I did manage to put my casserole together without a trip to the emergency room. Here is the chicken enchilada dish a la Pioneer Woman, just before I popped it into the oven.