wild things

So I make this Curry, which i am sure is an afront to india and thailand with their real wonderful tasty delicious curry. My is a recipe my mom gave me and i think either my grandmother or her got it from a newspaper article on easy other country dishes. which may just be how to make this stuff they resembles curry. It is mighty tasty though. so i made curry last night. and Beastie has some new eating rules. we accomodate them sort of. i will seperate the chicken from the rice and sauce. i will put rice on the side with sauce . veggies seperate. and while my daughter won't eat pasta she will eat a good curry. first the recipe then the results.

1 onion
4-5 celery stalks, from the middle preferably.
1 family size can of cream of mushroom soup
a can and a half of water (the can that previously had the soup in it)
curry to taste
1-2 pounds chicken breast
1 tub of sour cream
peas if you want
broccoli if you want
rice.

saute the onion and the celery, once onion is translucent add chicken ( i hope it goes without saying this is all chopped and cut in bite size pieces, except now i said it. hrm)
once chicken is brown then add curry. there are a lot of different curries, i like to combine them and the more you add the spicer it may get depending on the curry.
cook for a couple minutes until chicken is covered in curry. and it smells so good
add soup and water.
bring to a boil.
if you would like the peas or the broccoli in your curry now is the time to add them.
simmer about 10 minutes, add sour cream, start rice and when rice is done eat and enjoy.
now as with any dish you can simmer for as long as you want to get the nummy flavors all good together. just eat when you are ready

so dinner was served, and beastie spent some time making a ruckus and being quiet then making a ruckus then being quiet again. once we were done with dinner we went to get her and we found this (she eats in the other room because otherwise she spends dinner throwing a tantrum):

there was rice everywhere. imagine the bath. ugh, all you friends with children look forward to the mess, because it is hilarious, a beautiful disaster. and also a pain in the ass.
xo