Have you ever had that moment when you were so surprised that it made you panic you ended up crying to Mom regardless of your age? That happened to me just recently. When I first met my boyfriend’s parents, it had gone well to the point that they invited us to have dinner at their house so his Mom can properly cook for us in her own kitchen. I was excited because his Mom cooked really delicious dishes (she often sent us a few) and I would love to finally see where he grew up. I met his brothers already; they’re my friends, but I haven’t been to his hometown.
When we arrived, his Mom and a couple of his brothers welcomed us. What I didn’t expect was the huge group of relatives inside the house. I wasn’t so good with crowds, but I wanted to get to know them just as how he got to know the side of my family. Everything went well until one of the cousins requested the “newcomer” to cook something for them. His Mom was encouraging so I couldn’t say no, even though my boyfriend said I didn’t have to do it. I was alone in the kitchen when I realized what I just agreed into and panicked. I called my Mom, crying and asking for her help. She told me to relax and as long as there’s chicken, I didn’t need to panic. She taught me how to make another home-cooked comfort meal—her chicken and gravy. Fortunately, I did it right. The dish was a hit because they said it reminded them of their own mothers’ cooking. But yeah, my nerves took a hit on me too.
Recipe courtesy of Southern Bite. Image courtesy of Quick And Easy Recipes.
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