Seeing as it is a- winter and b-my last stretch of pregnancy, I’d say I’m rightfully entitled to a little more comfort food than usual.
Now, when I say comfort food, I’m not always talking about food that instantly makes you need a nap because it is so ridiculously rich and naught (though it can be). I’m talking about the kinds of dishes that just make things well with your soul, that transport you back to your childhood and make you feel at home no matter where you gobble them up.
Oatmeal, like I shared a few weeks ago, has been one of these recipes for me. But another one that I’ve been jonesing for is chicken and dumplings. But don’t worry, these aren’t exactly what most grandma’s are whipping up. These are my Paleofied chicken and dumplins. Therefore, I’ve invited sweet potato to join the partay.
But let’s take a little looksee back into my chicken and dumpling past. It wasn’t something I grew up eating for Sunday suppers. In fact, I’m pretty sure my mother has never made the dish for me in my entire life. The first time I had chicken and dumplings was when I was in the fifth grade…ooooh yeah, pull up a chair, kiddos, cause we’re taking it back to 1999.
As a big, bad fifth grader (you know how they can be) at Sequoyah Elementary School in Knoxville, TN, I was livin’ the high life. Member of the Safety Patrol and Honor Ensemble Choir and dating two boys at the same time (I didn’t know that wasn’t allowed back in the day), life was good. And one special privilege bestowed upon us fifth graders and only us fifth graders was to be able to bring microwavable containers to heat in the classroom microwave. Yeah, I was a pretty big deal.
So most days I went to the old standbys for my microwaved lunch, largely made by Mister Chef Boyardee himself.,,you know, the metal peel-off top that 9 times out of 10 gives you an insanely painful and gaping wound in your pointer finger. At some point in the year, my mom discovered Luck’s Chicken and Dumplings in the microwavable cup. I didn’t even know what a dumpling was at the time, but I knew I loved it.
These days, you’d probably have to pay me to eat what I once consumed for lunches back in elementary school. And yes, Luck’s Chicken and Dumplings is still available in those microwavable cups if you’re interest. Out of my sheer curiosity, I took a gander at exactly what was in those little cups…and here’s the ingredients my friends...yikes fest dead ahead...
Ingredients: Chicken Broth, Water, Chicken, Enriched Macaroni Product (Semolina, Niacin, Iron, Thiamine Mononitrate (Vitamin B1), Riboflavin (Vitamin B2), And Folic Acid), Less Than 2% of: Wheat Flour, Margarine (Partially Hydrogenated Soybean Oil, Liquid Soybean Oil, Water, Salt, Sweet Dairy Whey, Soybean Lecithin, Mono And Diglycerides, Sodium Benzoate Added As A Preservative, Artificial Butter Flavor, Colored With Beta Carotene And Vitamin A Palmitate), Modified Corn Starch, Salt, Monosodium Glutamate, Milk Solids (Milk Protein Concentrate And Lactose), Rice Starch, Onion Powder, Isolated Soy Protein, Sodium Phosphate, Hydrolyzed Soy Protein, Spice, Flavorings, Turmeric.
What the what?!
Not entirely sure what a large portion of that junk is, but I can assure you the majority of that should not be in anything you eat. Partially hydrogenated soybean oil, soybean lecithin, artificial butter flavor…no fly list gang. Danger zone.
What's not in the danger zone, y'all, are dem dumplings. It’s really a cute biscuit, if I must be honest. You can bake them off as you serve the stew or make them all at once and reheat them. You could even freeze them in dough balls and pull out those beauties anytime you want a paleo biscuit bite, which for me is almost every day.
And what's in the stew part of this whole chebang? Chicken, veggies, broth…that’s it. Real, pronounceable ingredients y’all.
Essentially, for this recipe, you make a chicken stew and top it with some gluten-free sweet potato biscuits. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Could you make this stew in the crockpot? Yeah buddy! Like all soups, stews, and chilis, the longer it can simmer away, the better it gets. And with each day it hangs in the fridge as leftovers, the more those flavors get downright happy with one another.
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