Now, everytime I play a video on the laptop, the kids cluster around it to see what's going on. They sat and watched the entire recipe video. So when it came time to cooking, they both wanted to help.
Absence of excessive counter-top space meant I had to choose, and since it was William who was most persistent in asking, he had the honor of being my sous chef.
He did helpful things like poking the fork into the crust to keep it near the bowl, adding the butter, vegetables and flour for the roux, and beating the egg for brushing on the top. All in all, he was a good assistant!
As soon as it went into the oven, he started asking if it was ready every 30 seconds. He went on and on about how good it smelled and how he couldn't wait to try it. He even sat at the table waiting for it for a good 10 minutes before it was ready.
When it was finally ready, I gave him a nice big scoop and he ate it all up, except for the crust; he didn't care for that. Mary Grace took one taste and picked out some of the chicken, then opted out. Anne and I loved it. Thankfully, the recipe made enough for two, so I'll be making up another one in a few days.
The joys of comfort food in the dead of winter.
And for our distant relatives, here's a few recent photos.
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