Uproarious Chicken Salad
I realize I'm not a food Blogger. I do. But I whipped this up the other day and it is so good. I posted a blurb about it on Facebook. It said:
"Y’all. I just made the best chicken salad EVER. First time this spring.
I’d post a picture of it but you’d all forget yourselves, drop what you’re doing, and show up on my porch begging for a bite. Two of you’d bring Power Forks (you know who you are) and one of the menopausal women would slap both your jaws for trying to hog more than your share. (We just don’t put up with any messin’ around during that season of life.) Uncle Bob (My Golden Retriever) would start barking and somebody would accidentally step on the cat’s tail. It’d be a uproar. A Chicken Salad Uproar.
The worst thing though would be Peter’s forlorn dismay when y’all ate up his chicken salad. He feels like the luckiest man alive when I make this chicken salad. It’s in the fridge right now but Peter’s taking a nap just to be ready for when it reaches the optimal chill factor.
I’m telling you. This stuff is good."
The next day...
A couple of people asked for the recipe but I wasn't going to share. (I mean, Coke keeps their recipe for the cola in a Vault!) Then, a friend of mine from HIGH SCHOOL, ( way back...long ago...Whew. It's a wonder we're still standing) took her dear mother to lunch at the SWAN HOUSE in Atlanta. A fabulous landmark. A beautiful place and (usually) lovely lunches. My friend posted a photo of the chicken salad she'd ordered and well...I just don't think it looked good. Its just didn't look as tasty as it should. (I'm being nice it was not a respectable Chicken Salad at all.) So, I broke down... I had to make sure she got my recipe. and if she gets it then I can't very well be parsimonious with it. So, I posted it for all to see. Happy eating. It's really good.
As an aside, here's some info on the Swan House if you've never seen it.
More info. Swan House. Atlanta History Center.