Underwood Chicken Spread Dip.
This is so hard for me to even talk about.
What exactly is Underwood Chicken Spread Dip? You ask.....
It's this stuff.......
Mixed with this stuff......
Let's just say, Williams Sonoma did not teach the art of making it at any of their Sunday morning classes.
And, my friend the Barefoot Contessa surely wouldn't be serving it to her stylish and fun friends.
And, if truth be told---I never once made it here at my house.
It's just not a Judi food.
But, yet, it found it's way to my Saturday night annual turkey fry appetizer table.
When my cousin asked what she could bring.....I said......"bring your specialty"....
Evidently, Underwood Chicken Spread Dip is her specialty.
(she would be the first person to tell you that she does not enjoy any type of kitchen activity)
So, yesterday morning as I forced myself to get my mojo going and slowly packed up leftovers for trips back to Collegeland and PhDLand and I washed the last of the 3 zillion wine glasses we used.......I spotted the container with the leftover Underwood Chicken Spread Dip.
And, there, in my overflowing kitchen, while wearing my leopard print robe with my hair askew and remnants of Saturday night's mascara flaked about my face--I leaned on the kitchen counter and with a spoon the size of my head, I devoured the Underwood Chicken Spread Dip.
But damn good.
I haven't been the same since.
Let the Season of Eating begin.............