So I heard my daughter-in-law doesn’t like chicken cordon bleu. Hmmm….. She likes chicken. She likes ham. She likes swiss cheese. So what’s not to like? She’s pretty tough, and I’m taking my life in my hands here, but I decided to screw up my courage and give it a whirl.
I think I got it past her. She seemed to like it. Probably because my version is more Okie, less Julia Child. Pretty sure most anyone would like this. One of these babies, some pilaf, maybe some broccoli just to pretend you’re eating healthy…and you have a real oinkfest. Because there’s gravy. And who doesn’t like gravy? Maybe we should just be real and call it chicken roll smothered in gravy instead of Chicken Cordon Bleu?