My Grandma was a sensational chef and everything she touched seemed to taste a thousand times better than if any one else had tried to make it. Although I can only remember her making this once for me when I was very young, it was an eye opening meal that sparked my passion in food. My mom still makes it on special occasions as well, but my mind always goes back to that first time. This is one of those recipes that is covered in stains and is barely legible, and now my photocopy has even more stains added to it. I have only made two slight variations: I prefer to use frozen shrimp because it generally comes peeled and deviened, and I use a seafood stock instead of chicken because I feel it highlights the main ingredient.
PS: my camera does not want to work, but just makes for a great excuse to use this adorable picture! —truegrits