Today I made chicken pot pies. I must think things through. There is nothing I hate more than looking as bad as I am.
Have you read the back of a prepared food item to see not only how many calories it has, but, the ingredients? There is way too much salt and some things listed I can’t even pronounce. I prefer to know what I’m eating.
That was my driving force behind making these pot pies. What a process! I had to cut the chicken into small pieces and parboil them. Peel the potatoes and parboil them as well. Onions got chopped and fortunately the frozen vegetables were user friendly. I avoid using salt in my recipes to keep from consuming too much.
Uh-oh. I just read the label on my canned chicken gravy. Note to self: make your own gravy from chicken broth next time, that is, if there is a next time. More ingredients I can’t pronounce. Pardon me while I bang my head on a brick wall.
I got started right after I mopped up the vitamin E oil I accidently spilled after my shower. Just as soon as I sort laundry and get a load washing. I always strive for efficiency.
Oh yes, don’t forget the pastry I had to make and roll out. Darn! Flour spills on my clean kitchen floor.
The process was interrupted several times to switch laundry from washer to dryer. Again to put clean clothes away.
Then, a lunch break. But I got back to it as soon as I fished the lid to my olive oil out of the pan of water.
Into the freezer they go for future meals. Go figure, I have more chicken filling than I do pastry to put it in. But I’m done, my enthusiasm is gone. They were a lot of work, and they don’t even look appetizing. All this just to know what goes into the food I eat.
Was it worth it? That remains to be seen.
This I know. Jesus made humans, not for consumption, but with a purpose in mind. Was it worth it? Looking at our world today makes one wonder. But in his scheme of things, yes.
How do I know? Because he did it. Twice. A whole lot of years ago, he got disgusted and did away with almost all his creation. Then he started over again. So those individualized plans of his must be huge!
Admittedly I wasn’t there, but feel certain his creation wasn’t as time consuming as the pot pies were for me. I’ve read that he wants his people to be the salt of the earth.
I have sneaky feeling my pot pies are going to need some salt, pepper too.