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How to get out of God’s Way… or how to make P.A Dutch Chicken Pot Pie, a tutorial.

March 1, 2012



“What soup  are you making Momma?” Bel asks

I shake my head and tell her,

I have no idea…I am just following it through… I have an idea …but no recipe… just poking around for willing ingredients, but I am sure it will be okay.

I come from a long line of women who ladled soup to strangers…

I used to trade my mom school reports, in exchange for making the humongous pots of chicken pot pie (PA dutch style, the pictures are the tutorial for this).  We made huge kettles of food once or twice a week for all of the (essentially) homeless who worked with the horses at the racetrack.  Our house would fill up a few times a week…and no food was left… and I came home with a solid A or B on a report. They came smelling of horse and cigarettes…They left smelling of Jesus…and well, still horse.
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My grandmother would ladle too, the large pots of beef barley to the farm hands…or into the orphan bellies of kids they built schools for in Haiti.

My great grandmother …and I can still smell it’s sweetness, when I think of her… ham and pea soup to the church congregation which would meet at her home…and her too, to the farm hands that always came in hungry after bailing hay all day.

It is  the first meal I served to  my new husband…his mother had never cooked with garlic and he thought my soup was amazing…I had made way too much, I had never cooked for so few.



When He told me to make “the other place” for people to go…

to remind them they can bloom in the gifts He gave them,

I told Him we could hold it here…in my home. I would make soup.

He told me …no.

I asked Him, well who will feed them….you told me to “feed your sheep”… and He said,

He would….and to tell them to come hungry, He is making something new.



Concerning the Chicken Pot Pie:
You begin with a basic chicken soup.
You add a pinch of saffron and plenty of salt…the saffron is the key to the yellow color and the PA-dutchiness of it.
Follow the Noodle Tutorial…simmer for half hour or more , I don’t think you can overcook, although you can undercook (rubbery noodles)

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For some Background on what I am talking about go here:
Following a Path.
“Loose Horse”

17 Comments leave one →
  1. March 1, 2012 2:27 pm

    PA dutchiness, nothing says dinner like pot pie or waffles and gravy. Sweetness on the lips and an inch to the hips! I’m glad you got out of God’s way. I like seeing you more often than the piano days. 😉

    • March 1, 2012 5:32 pm

      Oh well if you didn’t have that husband slathering you with birthday surprises we would be seeing each other a ton more

  2. March 2, 2012 7:42 am

    yum. I even like rubbery noodles. And it was the first thing IIIIII ever made for Brandon! wow. what’s WITH that?

  3. emily m. permalink
    March 2, 2012 10:21 am

    So I tried to make this gluten free with Pamelas baking mix yesterday, subbed in for the white flour…not a win…so splurge on the gluten and enjoy the real deal or end up like I did with a whole lot of mushy mess:(

    • March 2, 2012 11:53 am

      should have asked me….I didn’t think you would have been whipping it up or I would have warned you…
      big mush mess.
      been there done that… I just happened to have the real deal in the freezer from paper mache… I made it while the husband was out of town.
      Happy Birthday!!!!!

  4. March 2, 2012 10:29 am

    Yummy! Slurp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. March 2, 2012 11:51 am

    Can I just say how much I adored “They came smelling of horse and cigarettes…They left smelling of Jesus…and well, still horse.” Sometimes, the perfect word or combination of words just makes me happy down in my gut. This did that for me. 🙂

    • March 2, 2012 12:00 pm

      Well I am glad you are happy… but it is hard to get the smell of horse out of your house let alone you nose…I sneezed my way through my childhood…
      Oh and you would had doubly laughed had you been there…the cast of characters that came through our house…I think some of the names were…Big Jose, Scareface Miguel, Larry the Weasel, Joe Luis Wallace, little Myra (and there was nothing little about her which was confusing as a kid :))

  6. March 2, 2012 5:51 pm

    So how big is your pyrex cup? A one cup or two cup? (since its half full that would mean either 1 cup h2o or 1/2) I see two eggs and think it looks like two cups flour. We made our noodles with just flour and water for chicken n dumplins so I cant wait to try the PA kind. ( cant begin to remember what I cooked for husbands first meal.)

    • March 3, 2012 11:31 am

      I think that was a two cupper… but it is “just one of those things”…. you looking for texture… the eggs really give it that extra bite when you chew them.

  7. March 5, 2012 10:50 am

    OOOh, yummy! Looks so warm and comforting; time to go stir some up!!

  8. March 5, 2012 3:18 pm

    Stopping over from the barn hop and really liking your blog.
    This post reminded me of my childhood, my grandmother and aunt would be diligent in the kitchen…memories of pot pie, sand tarts and kraut to name just a few. (Pa native)

  9. March 5, 2012 4:40 pm

    This looks really yummy 🙂 🙂 I found your blog via the Homestead Barn Hop this week 🙂 Have a great week. Love and hugs from the ocean shores of California, Heather 😉

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