After a week of restaurant food Real Old Man didn't have a hankering for the typical Super Bowl foods. Hooter's chicken wings? Oh, hell no! Pizza? Forget about it. Sub sandwiches? Nah, wasn't having any of that. He requested pan fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy with a side of scalloped corn. And since I missed his old ass last week, I decided to be a good wife and granted his wish. While he watched the first half of the game I got busy in the kitchen.
I dipped and breaded the chicken breasts-
Fried it up-
Prepped the scalloped corn for the oven-
And called him to eat when it was all ready-