Bama’s Chicken Pot Pie

After a few months of dating my now-husband, I decided it was time to let him meet my close-knit group of childhood friends. Their opinions were important. We met at the local oyster bar for dozens on the half shell, cold beer, and chili dogs. After the first few pints, we all loosened up, and I asked my favorite question: If you were on death row, what would be your last meal?

We took turns sharing our deepest cravings, and then came Deavours’s turn. Over the course of our blossomi