Friday Friend Recipe #96--Chicken Enchiladas

Recipe number 96!

Come with me as I continue to countdown my Friday Friend Cookbook
What is it, you may ask?
About 15 years ago, 50 of my closest friends and family, who had been on an e-mail forum with me, sent in recipes in different categories and we compiled a cookbook.
I decided to count those down!
Why?
Because the one night I was looking thru the cookbook and I said, "I should make every recipe in here for my blog"
The Handyman--who thinks he knows me better than I know myself, said,  "you'll never EVER do that."
Well,  maybe I will!  Maybe I'll show him!

Which brings me to recipe #96
Sylvia's Chicken Enchiladas.

When one makes a community type of cookbook, like this, one tends to get duplicate recipes...and all are printed in the book.... because they are much loved recipes from each participant. (or whatever my friends want to be called, those who sent in recipes)

You can see other Friday Friend cookbook enchiladas here.

Sometimes they vary an ingredient or two, sometimes the cooking process differs a bit, but the trouble is---most of the time, they look alike.

TASTE GREAT, but look alike.

But you know what---I'm still cooking and posting about them.

I love my friends and family.

And their cooking!

These are my sister-in-law, Sylvia (one of my favorite in-laws) Chicken Enchiladas.

Sylvia says she's not a cook, but once again, I must state that the people who don't like to cook, always have a great repertoire of recipes.  Ones that people beg them to bring to get-togethers.

So, that's just what I did with Sylvia's enchiladas.... I took them to the 2nd Sunday Church Potluck.

2 pans....right there next to the hot sauce.

I think this time I combined her recipe and mine.

I made her's but added the packet of taco seasoning to the meat.  That's all!

It's a great make-ahead too!!

This one is from an old-VERY OLD notebook of mine.  Notice that old computer printing!

And now.....ta da!

My sister-in-law Sylvia.

Here are her previous recipes:

Fried Rice

Saturday Night Salad

As I said before, she is a much loved and truly important part of our family.

She is now the keeper of the SATURDAY NIGHT SALAD!

(private joke between she and I)

Here is my story about Syl.  

 One day about  20 years ago, when we were up in Washington visiting family, my  15 year old son Luke  found himself in the car with his Aunt and in conversation, she said "It's hump day".

It WAS Wednesday, after all.

But Luke had never heard that expression before.  What his young, sophomoric, teenage mind heard was  "Aunt Sylvia and Uncle Kevin are trying for a baby TODAY" 

And he was pretty grossed out!!

He couldn't for the life of him, figure out why, WHY his Aunt would be telling him this.  

He didn't tell us for a while, he just figured that Aunt Sylvia was confiding in him and he was keeping that burden to himself.

When this all came out a few days later, we laughed and laughed and Sylvia was embarrassed, but really who doesn't know what Hump Day means?!

And now for the token photos!  Yay!

These were taken quite some time ago....like  20 years ago.  I thought I'd go with the 20 year theme---this could have been the day! 

The Hump Day!!!

We were up at our family cabin.  About to play miniature golf...and there was this picture of this guy in the mini-gold window. 

We weren't sure why.

(and if I could get my shorts up any higher it would be a miracle!   Or maybe I  needed a new bra!  Sheesh, this is a trashy post, huh?)

Sylvia looks exactly the same--- there is no teasing her about it. Ex Act Lee the same. She does not age.

But the Handyman?  His hair is not so white here.

We have Deer come up to the cabin door for food--bread, fruit whatever-- we used to feed them, but we no longer do. For health reasons...their's and ours. Human food is not really good for them and they can get quite aggressive if they think you have some.

But 20 years ago---Sylvia is feeding them bread.

Family photo....Sylvia, my nephew Jeff and my brother.

They did go on to add one more son to their family.

He is 19 now.  So.... Hmmm.... maybe this was the day?

The hump day.  

I mean Wednesday of course!

My son, Dustin and Aunt Sylvia--20 years ago.

The closing of the eyes is really no accident.  He was a brat about getting his picture taken.

The whole gang!  Except for me and my mom.

20 years ago.

My dad and my husband look so..... so.....

weird.

Yay!

Number 96 is done!

442 more to go!  (I might exaggerate just a bit)

That's my Friday Friend Story!