Seriously, that is what my youngest calls Chicken Marsala. I made it last night. He fussed and fussed about not wanting to eat chicken marsupial. I had to laugh every time he said it. It just clicke here in my brain as funny. I cannot imagine eating chicken marsupial… but once I served it he was gobbling it down with no complaints. Which at some point in the conversation I had told him he liked it last time I made it. It is one of those staple meals I now make. It is one of those meals that is decent for diabetics. Along with the Dreamfield noodles (low carb) to make it all work. Though I swear the Dreamfield noodles are making me have the runs. Not that you needed to know that part. 
Might just be stress… this yearbook is really getting to me. We’ll see.
