- Date: Saturday, February 23, 2008 -- 2pm
- Location: Menlo Park, CA
- Kitchen: Emilee and Brian's Apartment
- Fellow Chefs: Rachel and Emilee
- Dining Companions: Brian, Helen W, Alison, Anh, and many other baby shower guests!
- Recipe Rating: A
I love chicken salad. Emilee loves chicken salad. Everyone loves chicken salad. So I figured these chicken salad tea sandwiches would be a delicious addition to our baby shower spread. And indeed they were! Man, these sandwiches were good. The chicken salad was simple (poached chicken, shredded and mixed with mayonnaise, fresh tarragon, minced shallots, and lemon juice) but fabulous! Tea sandwiches aside, I would definitely make this chicken salad again for any of my chicken salad needs. Yum! I can't even pinpoint what why so good about it, or why it was so hugely superior to most chicken salads, but it was awesome. Said deliciousness was then spread between two pieces of white bread. Using a biscuit cutter, I cut circular sandwiches (leaving plenty of leftover crusts and scraps to much on!). The outside edges of the sandwiches got a light coat of mayonnaise and were rolled in finely chopped smoked almonds. The smokiness of the nuts was a great addition to the recipe. It provided a burst of flavor and a nice contrast to the chicken salad. My only complaint about this recipe is that it didn't call for enough nuts. I bought extra but we still ran out. So we had some nut-less sandwiches. The nutty ones were better, but even without they were pretty damn good. Yum. Yum, yum, yum!
Here is the recipe.
I had four flights getting to and from California this past weekend, so I met four new people in the seats next to me. In summary: a woman who works in sales for a company that makes hair care products, a guy who builds 3-D models for military training exercises, a labor and delivery nurse at the Stanford hospital, and a guy who does something with military aircraft engines (he was vague -- I didn't pry). They were all extremely nice (4 out of 4 is unusual!). The 3-D model guy and I talked all the way from Chicago to San Jose (which is a long way!). The funny thing about talking to strangers is that I feel like I can say anything -- I'm almost certainly not going to see the person again, so why not!?! He asked me all sorts of odd questions about my family, and my dating history, and I just rambled on with embarrassing anecdotes and true confessions. I'm sure he thought I was nutty, but I don't care! I forcefully expressed opinions I am not even sure I agree with. I asked him unusual questions about himself. It was very entertaining.
I have always felt vaguely tempted to just make up an entirely different life in one of these airplane conversations. I could be a kindergarten teacher, or a surgeon, or a competitive surfer (ok, maybe not that -- I don't really have the surf look about me). I have never done it though. I am pretty sure some people think I am making it up when I tell them that I teach college math. One of the four aforementioned people asked me if I am currently an undergrad at IU. Imagine their surprise when I said I teach there! Someday I will fly the friendly skies with a whole new life. I'll have to think about this. What shall I name myself? And what shall I do for a living?