With only me and my old man eating, there's enough to eat it again tomorrow. I made it as a late Valentines dinner. My old man loves French onion stuff, I personally don't care much for onions, but the chicken came out so tender that it literally fell apart. I enjoyed the flavor but not the extra onions, but my old man loved it. Since it was for him, I call it a rousing success. I'll use it when I want to do something special for him.
