Nana’s Recipe Box – Chicken and Dumplings

The following story and recipe were contributed by Theresa Smith.

My memories of Abbie’s  Chicken and Dumplings

by Theresa Smith

This recipe is my favorite because it was the first thing I learned to cook from my grandmother, Abbie.  I called her by her first name because she didn’t want to be considered old enough to be a grandmother.  She was always loads of fun.

Every summer I visited her and some of my best memories are of her and her friends playing cards. They all smoked cigarettes, drank a beer, and would slip in an occasional cuss word or two (if Abbie were alive today she’d croak knowing that I’ve told this story, but really it was a great lesson in life). I thought I had died and gone to sin city, because drinking, smoking, and ”wordy durds” never happened in my house and most likely not in Abbie’s either except when her friends came to play cards.

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Canasta Queen

Abbie played a mean game of canasta and was the most generous person I ever knew.  My other grandmother (Meme) was just as generous, but I will save her story for another time.  Abbie had lots of widow friends and in the early afternoons we’d put on a pot of chicken and dumplings for her gal pals and they would come over for canasta and supper.  We played nickel on the corner canasta (gambling, another sin) on Abbie’s screened in front porch watching all the people go by waving to “Miss Abbie” (everyone called her that).

After I saw the movie Ya Ya Sisterhood it dawned on me that Abbie and her friends were letting their hair down.  They were good church going women, but when they stepped onto Abbie’s front porch, they were young girls again just having a little fun.  They had been friends since they were little girls and they were as close as sisters.  What a great example to me those ladies were, although smoking and beer is not part of my life, I admired them for being themselves with each other.

Abbie taught me how to cook, clean, and iron. As soon as I was tall enough to stand on the kitchen high chair (step stool), I wore an apron and was expected to learn to cook and wash dishes.

Sometimes I think back on those happy times with my grandmother Abbie in Greenville, Mississippi. In my mind we are standing side by side in her cozy  kitchen. The walls are papered with a watermelon pattern and she is wearing snazzy high heels and an apron over her dress. I’m sitting on the yellow kitchen stool, watching her with love and admiration, and wearing my apron too.

Our typical meal to go along with the Chicken and Dumplings was green beans, candied yams, cucumbers with onions, vinegar, a little sugar, salt and pepper, biscuits, ice cold sweet tea, and chocolate fudge cake.  My oh my, those were the days when I could eat anything!

Abbie’s Mississippi Delta Chicken and “Dumplins”

4-5 lb. cooked skinless chicken, or 6 boneless skinless chicken breasts

at least 6 cups of water

2 chopped carrots

2 chopped ribs of celery with leaves

1 chopped large onion

1 1/2 t. thyme

1/2 t. rosemary (can leave this herb out)

2 t. salt

1/2 t. fresh ground pepper

Cut up the chicken discarding the skin and as much fat from the chicken as possible (don’t use the gizzard, heart, and liver); cover chicken with water and boil in a large dutch oven till the meat is tender and falls off the bone; drain the chicken saving the broth for the soup; store the chicken and broth in the refrigerator several hours or over night; pull the meat off the bone and put into dutch oven; from the broth skim fat that has formed on top and discard, add to the chicken; prepare all of the vegies and add to the pot; low simmer for 30 minutes; add the herbs and spices and cook on low for 15 minutes; cover pot and turn off stove; prepare the “dumplins”

*If you use chicken breasts, boil in 6 cups of chicken broth; refrigerate for several hours or over night and pull apart chicken into bites sizes

Recipe for “Dumplins”

2 c. flour

3 t. baking powder

1 t. salt

2 T. parsley

4 T. butter or margarine

3/4 to 1 c. milk

Combine dry ingredients; cut in butter or margarine until mixture crumbles; add the milk slowly stirring with a fork until dough holds together; roll out as for a pie dough, slice and drop in with chicken mixture

cook 20 minutes. serves 8-10

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Gratituesday-Giving Thanks for my BFF

mosier me and nett

This picture was made at my daughter’s wedding last July. That’s me in the middle with two of my BFFs, Teresa on the left and Annette on the right. Here’s the weird thing, the year we graduated from high school there were seven Teresa’s in our high school and we were all good friends. What are the odds of that happening in a graduating class of just under one hundred? Anyway, believe it or not Annette’s first name is Teresa too, although she’s never been called that by anyone other than her mother when she was mad. “Teresa Annette Reece you get in here right now!”

Teresa (Mosier was her last name and that was what we called her) and Annette were both cheerleaders, and I wasn’t. They were both popular and had boyfriends. I wasn’t and I didn’t, but that didn’t keep us from being best buddies. I loved them then (1974) and I love them now.

Nana at the lake with her BFFs!

Nana at the lake with her BFFs!

This summer Mosier, Annette, Tootsie (her name is Teresa too-good year for the name obviously) Pam, and Debbie and I hung out at the lake and acted like we were still in high school or college (depending on the moment). We had a blast and it made me want to do it again and again and again. There’s something about being with our girlfriends that no matter how old or how young we are….

My Abby and her BFF, Maggie

My Abby and her BFF, Maggie

when best friends get together there’s reason to give thanks and celebrate!

And I also want to mention two more BFFs that I happen to be related to. My wonderful, crazy, fun sister-in-law Kelly and my Super Nana, courageous, kind cousin Martha. Love you girlfriends! I am so very thankful you are in my life!

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Congrats to New Nana Teresa Myatt!

Evelyn Kassidy, future UK Cheerleader and daughter of Kevin and Elizabeth.

Evelyn Kassidy, future UK Cheerleader and daughter of Kevin and Elizabeth.

Two Nanas of the week!

From LaKettia O’Leary

Our  3 girls are very blessed because all 4 of their grandparents are still living.  They are still healthy and actively involved with their grandchildren.  This past week was Grandparent’s Day at school.  Both sets of grandparents got to attend the lunches. Maggie and Kristin’s schools hosted the event on the same day and Kelsey’s was Thursday.

I would like to nominate my mother-in-law, Clara O’Leary, and my mother, Margaret Barrett, for Nanas of the week.

Grandma and Papaw with Maggie at Grandparent's Day

These are my husband Tommy’s parents, Tom & Clara O’Leary  (aka Papaw and Grandma) Besides my three girls they have five other grandchildren (pictured below).  Mikhayla 14, Kelsey 13, Peyton 12, Hannah 12, Kristin 11, Maggie 8, Emma 8 and Kaylee 6.  Even though they live almost 3 hours away from us they come to a lot of the girls activities.  The girls love cooking and sewing with Grandma and working on wood projects with Papaw.  Papaw loves to pick and tell jokes to all the grandkids.

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Nana and Pa with Maggie at Grandparent's Day

Nana and Pa with Maggie at Grandparent's Day

These are my parents, Bobby & Margaret – (Pa and Nana) They have a total of 5 grandchildren.  Dylan 19, Cole 18 and Kelsey, Kristin and Maggie.  The girls enjoy going with them to hear music, riding Pa’s horse “BUCK” and Sunday dinner every week (the mashed potatoes are everyone favorite)

Margaret and Bobby's grandchildren

Margaret and Bobby's grandchildren

Congratulations to Margaret and Clara! Two wonderful grandmothers and moms!

We love you-Lakettia and Tommy and girls

80th Birthday Party at T J Samson—Not mine!

Yesterday the hospital where I was born turned 80 and they threw a party to celebrate. Most of my family was able to attend (including my granddaughter who probably enjoyed it the most). I’m posting some pics here of the festivities.

This is Nana Judy and her grandchildren. Aren't they adorable?

This is Nana Judy and her grandchildren. Aren't they adorable?


This is Nana Pam and her handsome grandsons.

This is Nana Pam and her handsome grandsons.

Both these beautiful ladies work at the hospital. I have to tell you I’m jealous of both of them. It rained at the birthday party and both of them managed to look gorgeous. Yours truly looked like a wet dog and refused to have her picture made!

This is my beautiful daughter and granddaughter as we arrived. Thank goodness we brought an umbrella!

This is my beautiful daughter and granddaughter as we arrived. Thank goodness we brought an umbrella!

The sun would shine for awhile and steam everyone and then it would rain. There were things for the kids to jump on and of course they were all wet. Abby kept begging to go down a slide in one of them until we finally gave in. When she landed at the bottom of the big slide she was wet, mad, and crying. “Nana, I surely didn’t like that!” she proclaimed. Fifteen minutes later she wanted to do it again. Go figure.

There were tiles for children to paint and they are going to be placed on a wall somewhere inside the hospital. I thought it was a great idea and as you can see, so did Abby.

There were tiles for children to paint and they are going to be placed on a wall somewhere inside the hospital. I thought it was a great idea and as you can see, so did Abby.

Abby used every color they gave her so by the time she finished it looked like someone had thrown up on her tile, but hey, I think that’s what Picasso’s painting look like too, so what do I know?

Abby making a friend.

Abby making a friend.

Someone brought their pet to the party and Abby had to stop and talk to her (She’s wearing pink so I assume it’s a her). I can’t imagine bringing any of my dogs to something where there are so many people or so much food. They would either be on the tables eating the hot dogs or barking their heads off. They are all Obedience School drop outs.

neils boy

This little boy made me laugh. His parents were standing near by talking and he was obviously just a tad bored.


neils boy 2

A little more bored.


neils boy 3

"I'm going crazy here. Will you guys stop talking and let's go do something!"

Random thoughts on a Saturday morning

It’s hard to believe that September is winding down. Here in Kentucky leaves are beginning to turn and in just a couple of weeks it will be time for this county’s big fall event-the annual Pumpkin Festival. When my children were small it was held the third weekend in October. One year it was so cold that we had to wrap Justin in blankets and he still managed to have a red nose. Justin is now 22 so that’s been awhile and the Pumpkin Festival is now the first weekend in October.

pumpkins

Just in case you don’t live in a rural area and get to experience a festival of some sort I’ll give you a general, concise description. The court house yard fills with food and crafts booths. There is an outhouse race for the adventurous (if you don’t know what an outhouse is you really are deprived). There’s a fun walk and 5K run for the energetic. There’s a costume contest for the kids. The best thing about it is that it is like a big homecoming for everyone who ever lived in our little community. I always see folks I haven’t seen in a long time. Neighboring counties have Watermelon Festival, Cow Days, and so on and so forth. Personally I think pumpkins were a good choice for a festival. They are pretty, decorative and I love pumpkin bread. So if you live close (or if you don’t and you want to travel) come visit us the first weekend in October.

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More Randomness

Did you see the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding? If you haven’t, rent it. It’s very funny. In the movie the dad believes that no matter what the problem, you can cure it by squirting Windex on it. A few weeks ago I was looking for something to take a stain out of my carpet. I got online and Googled “what will take stains out of carpet?” (what did we do before Google?) and one of the answers was ….

windex

I tried it and it worked like a charm. Now I’m squirting it on everything just to see what will happen. I squirted some on my stomach to see if it would shrink so my jeans would zip, but it didn’t work and I think I know why.

dorothy's cake

Twice this week my sweet husband brought cheese cake home. He knows I love it and when they have some left over at hospital events he always asks for some of the leftovers to bring home to me. The cake in the above picture was made by my friend Dorothy (this weeks nana of the week). She actually made it for my boys, but that hasn’t kept me from eating some too (okay, a lot).

If you notice to the right of the cake is a fortune cookie. I opened it up and the fortune said “She who eats cake all week will gain weight and not be able to zip her jeans.” Hmmmmmm

Last random thought of the morning

kindred spirit farewell


The September issue of Kentucky Living was the last issue for my column “Kindred Spirits.” After 13 years it was canceled. (Do you think I should be superstitious?)  I realize that my column ending is not the same thing as MASH going off the air or the Guiding Light leaving CBS (by the way, I used to watch that with my grandmother). Still, I was devastated when I learned they were updating the magazine and no longer needed my column. What should I do, I wondered?  I have always been a believer that when one door closes, another door opens and so NanaHood was born.

Thanks to all of you who followed my column at Kentucky Living. You have been so kind and so supportive. Many of you have emailed and let me know that you will miss Kindred Spirits and that means more to me than you could know. Last night a guy I haven’t seen in years told me he lived in Louisville and didn’t get the magazine at his house, but every month when he went to the post office he fished through the trash can until he found a copy of the magazine so he could read my column. When I told him it had been canceled he was relieved to hear he would no longer have to be seen digging through the garbage!

I don’t know why other folks write, but for me it’s always been the most fun therapy (and cheapest) I know of. It’s a way to connect with other people. Thanks for hanging with me at Kentucky Living for 13 years and thanks for visiting me at NanaHood. Tell your friends and family and yall come back now, ya hear!