Sunday, November 14, 2010

Oodles of Noodles!


Chicken and noodles. When I met Doug, I had never had chicken and noodles...well, not Kansas City style. Of course, I had enjoyed chicken noodle soup, but this is different. It's not Campbells or Lipton or even Progresso. This is delicious chicken and noodles (hence the name) with broth, poured over a heap of mashed potatoes. This is definitely a recipe and style I adapted to quickly. What's not to love? Even though I make a homemade broth, simmer my own chicken and peel and mash my own potatoes, I always use store bought egg noodles...until this weekend. Over the years I have heard (many, many, many) times about the wonderful homemade noodles Doug had as a kid. This week, Doug said to me in an excited voice, "Do you know what would be fun to do as a family this weekend? Make noodles!" I have to admit, I knew Mary would have fun, since she loves to be a helper in the kitchen and I've been down with this nasty illness that made it's way through our household so it did sound good. I promptly e-mailed his mom for the recipe and directions and decided to take on the challenge. We had a garlic rotisserie chicken from the commissary this week and we boiled the carcass with extra cloves of garlic, carrots, and onion. The broth was amazing. Add leftover chicken and it was ready for the noodles. Step 1 complete.
Saturday morning we awoke to a rainy, dreary day. Perfect for cold weather meal (ok, it's not cold here, but at least it looked cold). Mary had a fabulous time helping me stir and mix the dough. She loved really getting her hands in there and smooshing the egg and flour together.

Next, came the rolling. Mary used her play-doh rolling pin and thank goodness I have a huge heavy marble one to make the job a bit easier. It was still a pretty hard, dense ball. I quickly learned that it was easier to roll out smaller lumps of dough than one big one. Ok, maybe I should have known that. Ta-da! Time to let the flattened disks dry.


rolling up, slicing, unrolling and more drying.
Mmmm, soups on and noodles are boiling.
Adam even enjoyed his noodles and chicken and broccoli.
About to enjoy the fruits of our labor. Mary finished her whole bowl! Doug said as he went in for seconds, "Just like I remembered." I say that was a successful noodle making adventure.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Looks like everyone enjoyed the noodles. Didn't see a photo of you enjoying, but your text speaks of success. So glad everything turned out so tasty. You gave my Mom the inspiration and she made some noodles yesterday. She & I got to slice and Donald made the broth. Yum on the MO side too.