My mom was pragmatic cook. She wanted to get food on the table, that we would eat, without a lot of trouble. There was always bread, butter and jelly on the table and there was also always some kind of dessert. She made casseroles occasionally, but it was usually meat and potatoes. The casserole I remember most and liked the best was chicken and rice with cream of chicken and mushroom soups. I was talking to my sister a couple months ago about it and decided to dust off the old cookbook my mom gave me and give it a try. It's still pretty good but probably won't make it too often.