We cleaned and did Saturday chores after coffee propped our eyes open. We made a rash trip to Kroger for a few essentials to fill our picnic basket. Reagan soon took over in the kitchen, chopping green onions and baking dough boy cookies. I stirred the cole slaw and retrieved the quilt and our read aloud book. We hit the park for a picnic and laughed and played and basked in the Autumn sun.
When we got tired we returned to the picnic table for chapter 6 of Voyage of the Dawn Treader, and since I did the reading, no pics, but you can see it in your mind's eye, just like I tell the kids to do when we read aloud together.
My chicken salad is a family favorite, the exception being Noelle. She's still learning to eat grown-up foods, even though she's almost taller than me now. She slid a grilled cheese into the top of the picnic basket at the last minute when I wasn't looking.
Do you make your own chicken salad? I like it best on crackers, but a croissant makes for a heartier early dinner in the park, don't you think? It's also a great way to get some fresh spinach in your kids as well. We washed it all down with ice cold IBC rootbeer bottles. Is there anything better at a picnic? Although Adrian's in high school now, he still can't resist pretending he's drunk. It was adorable when he was seven, but not so much anymore.... What is so irresistable about a brown bottle??
Chunky Chicken Parmesan Salad
4 cups of chopped cooked chicken (either cooked at home, or, in this case, Rotisserie from grocery)
1/3 cup light mayonnaise
4 tablespoons cole slaw dressing (omit if you add chopped apples or grapes)
1/4 cup freshly stredded Parmesan cheese (or more)
1/2 cup chopped green onion
2 celery ribs, chopped
3 tablespoons chopped pecans, toasted
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1/4 teaspoon salt
Feel free to make this one of your family favorites. Also, feel free to spend a Saturday afternoon at the park with your kids and your spouse. Even if they need some coaxing to get there, I can assure you fun will be had by all.
It was a great way to spend some much needed quality time with a tired Dad (and apparently a tired teen) after thirteen days away since September 29th. Welcome home, Mike. We missed you.