Friday, October 17, 2008

The Biannual Tradition


When our families (the Blairs and the Freemans) lived in Greenville, South Carolina we could always think of some reason why we needed to get together--ya know, birthday parties, sleep-overs, dinner, apple picking, basketball practice, the list is really endless.

Lily and I always had each other over for our birthdays (just watch Lily get on here and remind me that I didn't invite her one year -- if she does that, I honestly don't remember it :) and we would usually have a sleep-over. And then there were just the spontaneous occasions when the Freemans would have the Blair girls over just for the fun of it...just for the hang time! On one of those very exciting, most momentous occasions in Blair and Freeman girls' childhoods Mrs. Freeman made Chicken and Broccoli Casserole. I'm tellin' you that stuff was rockin'! It was so yummy. We told Mama all about it and how delicious it was so she said she'd make it for us. (It was worth it because Leah doesn't really "do" casseroles so this was a big deal.) Anyway, she made it....Leah and I were goin' on and on about how great it was and we look over at the end of the table and Daddy is practically gagging on his minuscule portion of this feast!

So, yeah, we never have Chicken and Broccoli Casserole....except! Every 6 months (April and October) Daddy has presbytery. It starts on Friday morning and goes until Saturday at noon. So, it's a tradition: on the Friday night of presbytery we have Chicken and Broccoli Casserole. We all look forward to it for weeks. We dedicate a sleeve of Ritz crackers for the casserole a month in advance just to make sure we don't run out. It's the one thing we love about presbytery: Chicken and Broccoli Casserole! And, Mama is so sweet: she makes a 9x13" pan so Leah and I can have left-overs for lunch on Saturday. We really make it a Chicken and Broccoli Casserole weekend. It's a big deal around here.

So, this Friday and Saturday is presbytery. I woke up this morning to the smell of cooking chicken. It's been sitting in the fridge all afternoon. And now, as I type this, I can smell the casserole. I have even purposed to not have a snack at all this afternoon so that I will be able to fully enjoy my dinner.

Much thanks goes to Mrs. Freeman for introducing us to the delights of this casserole. And Daddy, I love you so much but I'm thankful for I can have Chicken and Broccoli Casserole: our biannual tradition.


1 comment:

Jessica said...

But, Sarah...aren't you going to share the recipe? :-D You're making it sound so good, it's only fair that your readers should be able to try it for themselves! ;-)