For now, anyway.  This weekend I:
 - Roasted a chicken, which we had for dinner on Saturday
 - Made Chicken Pot Pie from scratch (including the crust, thankyouverymuch) for dinner Sunday.  We both decided that MY from-scratch crust tasted way better, and was way flakier than the Pillsbury already-done ones.  :: smug ::
 - Made Chicken Stock from the bones of the chicken
 - Made chicken soup from the stock and little bits of chicken.  I did buy the noodles.  
And it's really good chicken soup, too.  Plus, there's still enough leftover chicken for another meal, and enough leftover soup for 2 more meals.  Well...one meal, now, because I had some for lunch.  AND I still have 2 containers of stock in the freezer!  Omnomnom.
I did it All By Myself, too.  We did the chicken the same way I do turkey - oil it, foil it, then roast it, and it worked out fairly well.  Kev did help me oil-n-foil.  And he made the bread that we had with dinner.  But I'm pretty pleased about this - I came up with the ideas myself, I planned and executed them myself, and dinner turned out real tasty for several nights in a row.
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