Southwestern-Style Chicken and Sausage Pies

Contrary to what this blog may have led you to believe, I do cook. Like real food. Actual food. It's just most of the time when I cook, I make it up as I go along. You've heard this song before, right? With cooking, you don't have to be as precise as with baking. You can do a pinch here, a dollop there, season to taste, that sort of thing. That's why I never have recipes for what I cook. I really never call it cooking, I say I made up food. Or, more recently, I just call it "up food." Why "up food," you ask? Well, one day when I made dinner, I had a conversation with my father that went something like this:

Dad: What's for dinner?
Me: I dunno. I made up food.
Dad: What's up food?

Yeah, he was completely serious, too.

So anyway, I had this craving for meat pies in puff pastry the other day. I decided that it should be chicken and sausage, and have onions and tomatoes, and be a little bit spicy. So I stopped at the grocery store, bought the ingredients, and made up food.

Frozen Peach Yogurt Cream

Isn't it funny where inspiration can come from? Like that really weird-o dream you had where there was this guy who could make things- anything, really- out of cheese, but they didn't last very long since, you know, cheese, was at war with this Jack Frost type character, actually made a halfway decent plot.

...

I said halfway.

Or you find these adorable little treat bowl thingies at your favorite discount store that have matching little spoons and immediately have to make ice cream to put in them. Except that there's no milk and you decide to use yogurt and canned peaches and heavy cream, and you can't decide if it's ice cream or frozen yogurt since there is in fact both iced cream and yogurt that has been frozen.