Question: Does anyone else make more than they ought to on Thanksgiving just to re-purpose their meals?  Answer: YESS!! Duh!!

Directions: In a medium pan, boil carrots and broccoli until they are soft but not mushy (4 minutes).  Can I tell you a secret?  I bought some canned mixed vegetables and I was going to use them in this dish.  Shame!  Shame on me. Sautee a large diced onion and about three cloves of garlic in a sauce pan until they are translucent.  Add two cups of chicken stock (or turkey stock from the giblets and neck you yanke out the day before).  I saved about half a cup of stock to add 3 tbpns. of flour to the mix.  Whisk until it starts to thicken then add about a 1/4 tspn of sage and a dash of oregano to taste.  I don’t like to add any additional salt to this, but you can definitely sprinkle some more black pepper on it. Seriously, if you wanna be Chamorro a little bit of Tabasco wouldn’t hurt. Turn the heat down to medium and add in chopped leftover turkey and let simmer until thick and bubbly.  Try not to eat right out of the pan.

If you want to be a hero make some pie crust from scratch.  If your muscles are already aching from having cooked all day on Thanksgiving, get some Bisquick Mix and roll out some dough.  Put a layer of dough on the bottom of your casserole dish and blind bake it in a 350 degree oven for about ten minutes.  Pour the turkey mixture into the dish and top it with another layer of dough.  I just cut up some circles and placed them on top so it would be easier to scoop and eat.

Place that in the oven for about 20 minutes or just until the top is golden brown and the pot pie is singing.  Ok, pot pie doesn’t sing, but you will.  Trust me.  I’m still learning to work honey’s fancy camera, so the before and after pictures didn’t come out too well.  I think the deliciousness of the Turkey Pot Pie fogged up the lense.

Turkey Pot Pie

Hope had four teenage friends over when I made this.  Is anyone familiar with the word “Pångpang”?  One of them said it tasted like KFC’s chicken not pot pie and everyone froze in horror.  I froze in horror and remembered that ladles are not weapons.  Then this same very smart teenager quickly added, “but it tastes better!”  Hope let out a deep breath and everyone lived to eat another day.  Enjoy.