Slow-cooked chicken stew and dumplings
― This completely scrummy, hug-on-a-plate loveliness was born of a necessity to find something non-confrontational but nutritious that poor old hubby could eat while he had a horrid sore throat. ∙ He hadn't eaten very much at all for the previous two days - just drinkable things like soup and tea, really - and his blood sugar levels were all over the place. Needless to say, this wasn't helping him to feel any better. ∙ He quite obviously couldn't eat the Woodman's Casserole that I'd [...].
