Chicken Chimichangas

I first heard the word Chimichanga a few years ago on a plane to New Zealand while watching an episode of Two and a Half Men.  Strangely enough, during our trip, Andrew and I kept hearing it and it soon became a running joke.  I am not a fan of Mexican food but I like the word Chimichanga.  It’s so cool I am going to say it again.  Chimichanga.  Chicken Chimichanga. 

Anyway, I have always wanted to give it a try just so I can say that I have eaten a Chimichanga and last week, I looked for a recipe.  It looked easy enough so that Emma would be able to help (or do most of it if she was so inclined) and it also looked like something she probably wouldn’t mind eating. 

I thought tonight would be perfect for a Chimichanga night.  Emma has been at Kindy the past couple of days so we haven’t done a lot together.  I missed her and I was excited to be having some one on one time with her.

But tonight did not go as planned.

Firstly, Emma couldn’t drag herself away from the TV and then got cranky at me when I told her to turn it off and come and help me.  And then Andrew started playing Mario Kart on the Wii and I couldn’t believe it when she was more interested watching that than cooking with me.  Hmph.

So I begged her to wash the spinach leaves and she did so begrudgingly and then took off to play Mario Kart too.

I was very disappointed.  I had imagined a very different night – some music, some wine, some conversation with my big girl in the kitchen.  I was also hopeful that the Chimichangas would turn out to be surprisingly delicious.

So I cooked dinner by myself and I am afraid to say that as I had expected, the Chimichangas were really very average.  Even Emma said to me “Next time you make Chimichangas, can you leave out the Mexican rice, the chicken and the avocado and put something else in?”  Hmmm.  But could I still call them Chimichangas though?

I learnt a very valuable lesson today.  Just because I make plans for Emma doesn’t mean that she will always willingly go along with them.  And that’s ok.  And just because something sounds cool doesn’t mean that it’s good.  My curiosity towards Chimichangas has now been satiated.  I think I will stick to saying Chimichangas rather than eating them!

Happy Friday!