This is our chicken comfort meal. I wish I could say it is what I ate in my childhood but my mother would have just thrown a chicken in the pressure cooker and the result would be over-cooked chicken with awful flabby skin, and a thin, watery, chicken broth. I shudder to even think about it.

This is a fine use for a rotisserie chicken breast, some jarred or packet chicken gravy, fresh broccoli, and your favorite mashed potatoes. It is chilly and rainy tonight and this is a dinner that warms and fills us up.