Mom made a fantastic broccoli/noodle/cheese/chicken dish.
I love when I have no input and she hits it out of the park, it's a delicious surprise. This one started savory, and then kicked me in the ass with spicy, I was truly impressed.
Unfortunately, when I asked for instructions if I want to make this later, it was pretty much a shrug. She used what she had on hand to make dinner.
I figure I've complained about her mistakes enough I owe her some praise here.
As far as I can tell, it was broccoli florets over elbow noodles, chunked up chicken I assume she steamed and seasoned, the cheese sauce and the spicy are a void. We've got cheese, we've got spicy stuff, I think I tasted Worcestershire sauce in there, which kicks broccoli right in the ass, high recommend there.
I think the Worcestershire sauce was a surprise because she usually just uses that for burgers. Her experimenting is heartening. I think I've mentioned it before, but when I came back from NJ, she just ate crappy frozen dinners. It's nice to see her be alive.
As to the sauce, the reason it's a black hole is I KNOW she didn't mix a bechamel. Because I joke about that with her all the time. "First make a bechamel" has led to oven mittens being thrown at my head many a time.
Still, whatever it was, it was nice. And white. Definitely not an alfredo, she DESPISES alfredo.
Either way, it's nice to feel happy after dinner. Times are rough, and any levity is a treat.