He was conceived by the union of divine grace and human disgrace. He who breathed the breath of life into the first man is now Himself a man breathing His first breath. The King of kings now sleeping in a cow-pen. The Creator of oceans and seas and rivers afloat in the womb of His mother. God sucking His thumb. The Alpha and Omega learning His multiplication tables. He who was once surrounded by the glorious stereophonic praise of adoring angels now hears the lowing of cattle, the bleating of sheep, the stammering of bewildering shepherds. He who spoke the universe into being now coos and cries. Omniscient Deity counting His toes… From the robes of eternal glory to the rags of swaddling clothes. The omnipresent Spirit, whose being fills the galaxies, confined to the womb of a peasant girl. Infinite power learning to crawl.

Sam Storms

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Meats, Dairy, Grains		Main dish, Poultry	8	Servings

INGREDIENTS

		Casserole
4	c	Cubed cooked turkey
3	c	Cubed cooked ham
1	c	Shredded cheddar cheese
1	c	Chopped onion
1/4	c	Butter or margarine
1/3	c	All purpose flour
2	c	Light cream
1	ts	Dill weed
1/8	ts	Dry mustard
1/8	ts	Ground nutmeg
1	c	Dry bread crumbs
2	ts	Melted butter or margarine
1/4	ts	Dry dill weed
1/4	c	Shredded cheddar cheese
1/4	c	Chopped walnuts

INSTRUCTIONS

TOPPING
In a large bowl, combine turkey, ham and cheese, set aside. In a saucepan,
saute onion in butter until tender. Add flour, stir to form a paste.
Gradually add cream stirring constantly. Bring to a boil, boil 1 minute or
until thick.  Add dill, mustard and nutmeg, mix well. For the topping, toss
bread crumbs, butter and dill; stir in cheese and walnuts. Sprinkle over
the casserole.  Bake uncovered at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until
heated through. Submitted By MOOREFAM@ONE.NET On WED, 15 NOV 1995 135500
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From Gemini's MASSIVE MealMaster collection at www.synapse.com/~gemini

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