5:30 in the morning, pitch black, and not a creature was stirring…except me. Why is it, though, when you TRY to be quiet, is when you make the most noise?? I was rollin’ right along, being quiet as a mouse, but somewhere along the line, … I must’ve woken up my hubby. I was actually thankful, though, when I saw the blue, flickering glow of the TV turn on. I had quietly snuck up to the attic to my metal shelving unit that holds all my “extra” cooking devices, to quietly bring down one of my crock pots, and didn’t quite plan ahead. I got up there just fine, in the dark, (as “someone” unplugged and moved the little lamp at the top of the stairs), and felt blindly on each of my shelves, for my smaller crock pot. Finding it was no problem. Getting back down the steep stairs, with my hands full, however….was not a very well thought-out plan.
I was relieved to hear my hubby say, “Good morning, sweetie!”
After wishing him a good morning back…I had to face the facts that I needed a little help getting back down! (I think I have an inner ear cold or infection, and I’ve been massively dizzy with the room spinning). So, holding a heavy crock pot with both hands, standing at the top of steep stairs, in the dark, leaving me no hands to hold the rail, with massive vertigo going on seeing the room spin….what could go wrong?
After saying good morning back….I had to say….”Honey! Can you help me? I’ve gotten myself into a spot…” Trying to make light of my predicament.
I despise admitting defeat.
He answered back saying, Where in the heck are you???
“Uhm. At the top of the stairs”.
(…embarrassing pause…followed by…)
“The attic stairs”.
Yea. Hello. Busted. Dang it.
So my knight in shining armor came to my rescue. He didn’t even poke fun. As he KNOWS how much it means to me to do everything myself if at ALL possible.
So once the slow-cooking contraption, (and me as well), made it safely down the stairs and into the kitchen, and all before the sun even woke up, the serious fun continued. And I had a blast!
This turned out delicious, not at ALL hard to make, and the enchiladas had a nice amount of flavor, too! I gave my VERY old, simple simon, “everyone makes it”, recipe a tasty new makeover.
And, though it’s still easy-peasy, it’s now good enough to serve to friends on the weekend!
Think…perfect casserole to bring to that football party! OH yea!
You don’t have to get up before the sun to get these started, though! The chicken thighs only take 4 hours in the crock pot, then mix and shred, fill and roll the tortillas, make the quick sauce, top with the cheeses, and bake! And you’ve got some pretty darned tasty weeknight to weekend, party in your mouth, super cheesy, Chicken Enchiladas Blanco! (*Blanco means “white” in spanish, if it’s been awhile since high school foreign language class!)
Hope you make a pan soon! They’re easy, delicious, and the perfect take-along casserole to a party! Enjoy!!
Creamy Cheesy Enchiladas Blanco
Ingredients
For Crock Pot:
For Enchiladas & Filling:
For Sauce:
Cheesy Top:
Optional Garnish:
Instructions






Dishin with Didi
Sunday 15th of January 2017
Your hubby sounds like a "prince". Glad you made it down okay sweet pea! This recipe sounds delicious! My family will love it!
Kelly
Sunday 22nd of January 2017
He truly is!! So glad he woke up...or I would've done something stupid and ended up tumbling down the stairs, lol!!! Hope you enjoy the enchiladas!! :D