I will... brag about my chicken-salad abilities. It rocked and it is so darn delicious.
Barefoot Contessa, I admire you. Your chicken-salad recipe is amazing and for some reason I managed to get through it, without messing the whole dang thing up.
I craved it at lunch... so you know it must be good.
Jordan at it for lunch... which makes him a great hubby and means it actually good. I convince myself that meals are good. I'm a good liar... to myself. But the fact that he drove home from work and made himself a yum-dummily sandwich means it IS good.
I love you chicken-salad and I love you B.C.