This casserole–appropriately named “Spaghetti Chicken”—is not for everybody, but I have to tell you that Banjo Man absolutely loved it. He wants me to make it in Austin. He wants me to make it at the lake. He wants me to make it again, right here in Rhode Island.
A couple of weeks ago I didn’t know what to make for dinner. We needed food and I wasn’t feeling all that energetic. But…we had cooked chicken breasts, spaghetti and a bag of shredded cheddar cheese. I had only one can of mushroom soup, so I halved the recipe. I usually substitute celery soup for cream of mushroom, though.
You do you.




