Many years ago, my husband and I decided that *someday* we would keep chickens. *Someday* finally arrived one month ago when eight yellow Buff Orpington chicks arrived in a tiny cardboard box by Priority Mail to our local farm store. We were asked to pick up our new backyard chicken flock within the hour!
“Pot Pie!” he shouted with enthusiasm.
Seriously, what two year old actually asks for pot pie? My husband and I had a good laugh about it, and then celebrated Colin’s birth by eating birthday pot pie and cake.
Chicken pot pie has been Colin’s favorite food since then. I really can’t blame him. The sweet sizzling onions mingling with homemade pie dough turning golden in the oven smells like home. Continue reading