Yep, that’s right… Chicken Bog. I know, you’re thinking I’m crazy. I’m not. There really is a such a thing as Chicken Bog. Think chicken and rice with a zip. I grew up eating Chicken Bog so it’s never been a foreign thing to me. But the older I get and the more people I encounter, I realize it’s not as well known as I thought. I probably should have gotten the clue when I saw the puzzled faces of the people who would come over to eat with us when I was a kid and they would be told we were having Chicken Bog.
Apparently this is a South Carolina thing. And best I can figure, it’s quite a touchy subject with some folks when you start talking about the history of the dish. I’ll just tip toe away from that and let you do your own research about the history if you wish.
This is one of those dishes that my mother has been making for years without any recipe at all. I finally got her to jot down what she did so that I could share it with y’all. There probably isn’t a more comforting, hearty dish that reminds me more of my childhood and the arrival of fall. Y’all Enjoy!