We all have those foods from our childhood that make us feel good. The foods that comfort us. That make us feel loved. That remind us, yes, winter will eventually end and the sun will shine again. I am speaking literally here, but it also works metaphorically doesn’t it?
My mother was not a good cook. She despised cooking and saw nothing wrong with serving frozen tv dinners several nights a week. Ah, the 70’s a decade when mother’s were still free from guilt and junk food. Now I feel guilty serving my children the occasional dinner of organic chicken nuggets. And for letting them watch tv. And for not doing enough crafts. Damn Martha Stewart making us all look bad.
I can’t blame my mother. She was a single working mother long before it was really an acceptable choice. She worked long hours and came home to just the two of us. I am not sure I would have felt like cooking a big meal for a picky unappreciated eater either.
Tuna Casserole is one of the few foods that I remember enjoying when my mother made it.
You will need:
26oz can of Cream of Mushroom soup
1 cup milk
2 cups frozen peas
2 cans tuna, drained
1 bag hot cooked egg noodles
2T dry breadcrumbs
2 tsp melted butter
Cook noodles according to the directions on the package.
In a large bowl or casserole dish, mix together the noodles and soup,
and milk. Mix well. Put into an oven safe casserole dish.
Bake in the oven at 400 degrees for 30 minutes. Remove from oven.
Mix breadcrumbs with butter.
Sprinkle on top of casserole.
Bake for an additional 5 minutes.
Serve. Feel the love of your childhood come flooding back to you. I am hoping that my children feel this love too. So far only one of them has noticed the casserole and that child wrinkled his nose and said, “What else is for dinner?”
(Updated to add: My children LOVED it. LOVED. Except for my newly turned 4 yr old who is going through a picky phase. Completely random pickiness of the like it one minute, hate it the next variety. So I don’t think that he counts.)
If you want to fully embrace the 70’s serve this with salad made completely of iceberg lettuce and topped with that exotic orange French dressing. Or not.
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