Sour Cream Enchiladas

I did find a recipe I wanted to try on Pinterest. It is called Sour Cream Enchiladas. I wasn't sure if Phillip would like them, but I had tried another recipe similar to this one a couple of years ago and could not find it again. This one looked good.

As I was putting the recipe together, Phillip let me know that he had bought fish yesterday when the girls and I were out watching the Return of the King (Director's Cut) at the theater (It was amazing- we saw all 3 director's cut versions). He said he would probably only eat one to give it at try. I could see that he was a bit skeptical about what I was making. Like with the muffins I made yesterday, I had too much of the filling and not enough tortillas. I just packed those puppies full. That made it a bit of a mess getting the enchiladas out of the pan (they fell apart), but who cared. They were fantastic! I could have just sat down in front of the TV with the bowl of filling and eaten to my heart's content. Phillip put two on his plate after he finished his fish. He loved them as well and wanted to get another. I was secretly hoping he wouldn't like them, so I could eat them all, but I am glad it is a recipe he likes and I will put it into the rotation. I had gotten so stagnant in my usual meals. It is good to bring some new blood so to speak.

I wish I could have gotten a better looking picture of the enchiladas. I see all of these lovely food photos and it makes me want to eat that photo sometimes. Honestly, it was all I could do to hurry and snap this pic before they were on the plate and gone.

Finger at the Window

The girls and I are huge fans of Raising Cane's Chicken Fingers. We love them not only because the chicken fingers are wonderful, but because of their mascot, Cane. The founder of the company had a yellow lab, named Raising Cane, and named his restaurant after him. Skittles looks a lot like Cane. We smile and think of her while looking at the pictures of Cane on the walls of the restaurant. Cane looks like a friendly guy, just like our girl. Once Skittles took a ride with me to pick up chicken. As usual, she had her head stuck out of the window to check out all she could see. When I pulled up to the drive thru window to pick up our food, the lady at the window took one look at her and yelled back to the people in the kitchen "Finger at the window!" Quickly, a small container with one chicken finger was handed to me for Skittles. Skittles and Jasmine were thrilled to get the chicken and have been fans of the restaurant ever since. Skittles continues to take rides with me to pick up food, but that was the only time she received a complimentary chicken finger. The kids working at the window always point out how much she looks like Cane. Skittles will probably never have a restaurant named after her, but as long as she continues to get love from us and occasional rides in the car, I think she will be ok with that.