I was flipping through Grandma’s cookbook again and found a recipe that made me laugh out loud and I decided that I just HAD to try it:
Tuna. Check.
Peas. Check. (I actually only had frozen ones so bought some canned to make sure I got the intended coloring of the dish)
Cream of Mushroom & Cream of Chicken soup. Check and check. (I’m from the Midwest so these are staples in my pantry. Really.)
FIVE cups of Rice Krispies. Check.
I had Nash mix it all together….
Then baked until bubbly and voila!
At this point I took a tiny taste. I have to say I was hoping the “crisp” would have stood out more but alas, it was pretty much salty muck.
I was going to just throw it out but my dear husband told me to save it because he might want more. Not sure if he was trying to be nice and didn’t realize this was just a blog experiment, but I’ll check the fridge later and find out.
Next up I think I might take a stab at Russian Cookies courtesy of Helen Yurista Jaroscak:
I don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of anything I’ve cooked. You go, girl!
I’m not gonna comment on that casserole or Jeff’s ability to eat it, but those cookies are REALLY good. My mom used to make them (well, not those exact ones, but really similar) and they are DEEE-lightful. Sort of crumbly and shortbready and…what was I saying? I need to go get a cookie.