Magical Chicken Potpie

I think every time we have guests into our home something goes wrong. It may be that our toilet is broken or the floors are dirty. It may be that my guests don’t like the food (and barely pick at it, offering polite excuses), or that I forgot to offer drinks or get napkins.

Last week was no different.

Mama made a homemade chicken potpie one day a couple weeks ago and it was delicious. I had it for lunch at her house one day, and she ended up sending me home with the leftovers for our supper so I didn’t have to cook. I texted her and told her it was “magical,” and we enjoyed every last crumb for supper and the next day for lunch.

So when we invited a family over for dinner I decided to make the magical chicken potpie! I made it early and froze it, because we ended up having to reschedule the dinner. The day of I got it out of the freezer and set it on the counter in the morning. I ended up putting it in the oven a little later than I would have liked because I was feeding Mae, but I still felt like it would be enough time since I thought it had thawed.

We saw our guests pull up and I checked the pie. The top crust was still white and pasty, but it looked like the filling underneath was bubbling (I had also forgotten to take the foil off the top, which I only meant to leave on for a few minutes). I turned the oven on high to try to brown the top and welcomed in our guests.

“Julie?” Sam asked me and pointed at the oven, which was smoking. The top crust was almost completely burnt.

But I tried to stay calm and I decided just to take off the burnt parts, and we could still eat the filling. I had a nice loaf of French bread, so I warmed it and softened some butter. We could just have bread instead of crust.

Then, once we began serving the pie we discovered that the center was still frozen, though the edges were bubbling and hot. I asked everyone to serve their potpie before their salad, and we just heated it in the microwave (the inside was fully cooked).

Our guests were so gracious and told me not to feel bad, but that everything was delicious.

I told them now I just have another story to tell!

Here is the recipe for the magical potpie. Just don’t freeze it unless you have to, and if you do make sure it’s fully thawed. Also, take the foil off the top and just tell your guests it’s not quite ready, and don’t try to speed things up. I hope it is delicious and magical for you!

“Magical Chicken Potpie”

Ingredients:

3 cups water

2 carrots, peeled and sliced

1 medium russet potato, peeled and diced

1 medium yellow onion, chopped

1 cup frozen English peas

3 oz (6 tablespoons) salted butter

1/3 cup all purpose flour

2 1/2 cups chicken broth

1 1/2 cups half and half

1 teaspoon salt

1/2 teaspoon black pepper

1/2 teaspoon thyme

4 cups cooked chicken

1 piecrust (I used a refrigerated pre-made one)

  1. Preheat the oven to 425. Boil the carrots, potato, onion, and peas in the water until crisp tender, about 10 minutes. Drain and set aside.
  2. In the same pot, melt the butter. Add the flour, stir, and cook until the mixture is golden brown. Slowly add the chicken broth, half and half, and seasonings and cook until the mixture thickens.
  3. Add in the vegetables and chicken and mix, then pour into a lightly greased baking dish.
  4. Top with the pie crust and cut slits in the top for steam to escape
  5. Bake for 25-30 minutes until the top is golden brown and the filling is warm.

2 thoughts on “Magical Chicken Potpie”

  1. I laughed all the way through this post. You are so funny. I needed that today. We just got home from our trip with the brethren here in Romania and we didn’t have internet all week so I think I just read 3 of your posts at once. Dan kept saying ” What are you laughing at?’ I really needed this to make me smile. I can’t tell you how many times I have served something and thought “what happened to that?” Like the time I served green beans from our garden and thought you could just warm them up like from the can. What a disaster I felt so bad. But people really don’t care. They are just thankful for your efforts. God is so proud of you as am I.

  2. Oh goodness I have so amy stories like this too! Goodness! And truly we all do. One that was a whopper was this…I couldn’t get the grilled cheese just right in the pan so I thought I’ll just pop them in the toaster. Melting cheese, smoke and such just a mess….I literally just wanted Jesus to return at that moment. I have so many more. But we grow in this area too. Not that you ever get too far away from a whoops. They still happen! Thanks for sharing!

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