I’m a born and raised Southern girl! I’m also proud to say that I am a Tennessee girl through and through!!! I’m not sure how other places do things, but in the South we “bring dinner” when friends and family are in need. You have a baby, we “bring dinner”…….Your great-uncles passes, we “bring dinner”……..Lost your cat, hip replacement, tree fell in the yard ……we “bring dinner”. Whatever the case may be, we “bring dinner”. Last Wednesday our great friends Landon and Jess welcomed Baby Dawson into their family. It was true old school excitement because they didn’t find out the sex of the baby until he was born. I, for one, am a Capricorn and and an accountant, so I’m a bit of a planner and couldn’t handle the anxiety of not knowing, but I think it’s really cool when someone has that kind of patience……..maybe one day…….in another life.
Anyway, as I said we “bring dinner” for this kind of occasion and I somehow got it in my head that I wanted to make cheddar biscuits. I can’t tell you the last time I even ate a biscuit, but the urge struck me to make them for our friends. Maybe it was the Pinterest post for homemade cheez-its. Who knows? Either way I decided I wanted to make the biscuits. Both of my boys were sleeping in - one a shock the other not – so I had some me-time in the kitchen and decided to make them from scratch. I said that I can’t remember the last time I ate a biscuit and I definitely can’t remember the last time I made biscuits from scratch probably because it has never happened. After researching recipes, the only ingredient I didn’t have on hand was buttermilk. Have I mentioned before that I am a bit resourceful? Well, I am, so I googled “homemade buttermilk” and found some cool ways to make buttermilk so you don’t have to buy a carton of the nasty stuff for just one cup. My grandfather is the only human being that I have ever known that actually drank it because he wanted to and not because he was the most frugal man on the planet and had to drink it as to not waste it.
Again, anyway, this is a bit of a ramble today. I clearly couldn’t call cheddar biscuits “dinner”, so I had to come up with something to make for the actual meal part of their dinner. Chicken spaghetti popped in my head and fortunately for me I had all the ingredients on hand. Thanks to The Pioneer Woman’s super easy recipe, I was able to get their full meal prepared before either of those blue-eyed boys saw the light of day. The only change I made was to use 1 1/2 pounds of boiled chicken breast tenders rather than the whole chicken for sake of time and ingredients I had on hand.
New life is such a gift and I love our sweet Southern traditions to celebrate it even if it’s just “bringing dinner”. They say that food is the way to the heart, but perhaps food is the way to get yourself in the door to see your friends’ new baby even though they are residing in Newborn Crazytown. I love all my sweet friends and their joyous milestones in life!!!