I’m going to pretend that I’ve always called Tuesdays “Tablespoon Tuesdays”. I’m also going to pretend that it was 100% my idea and not my husband’s when he just so effortlessly said last week, “You post your Tablespoon stuff on Tuesday, right? Why don’t you call it ‘Tablespoon Tuesdays’?” Because that would make sense, wouldn’t it? Jerk facer.
What you’re looking at right now might possibly be the most simple cheesy chicken spaghetti ever ever ever to appear in life and this planet and beyond. No exaggeration.
Besides it being painfully easy, there’s a donkey thick muthuh layer of cheese all baked up and glorious on top of this mess, you’ll cry yourself to sleep for the rest of eternity. No exaggeration.
Not only the thing about the cheese, there are little magical baby pops of green peas all mixed in the casserole, like . . . little magical baby pops of . . . awesomeness in pea form. No exaggeration.
Not only the thing about the peas, there are tender, succulent strips of rotisserie chicken all tucked and nestled within the noodles, like little lottery gifts for your mouth in every bite. No exaggeration.
What I’m trying to tell you is, I need to run out and get some rabbit repellent before these sumbias nibble on my daffodils and tulips, thus resulting in me resembling someone trying to escape a psych ward. No exaggeration.
Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti for your face!