Some early mornings I lie awake listening to James and the dogs snooze and flipping through cooking shows (or home improvement -- my two favorite genres) on TV. Recently I happened upon The Barefoot Contessa making a simple dish of braised chicken with wild mushrooms. Why not I thought. I have chicken, I have mushrooms, I have wine. I set out to make this tender chicken in rich gravy.
For some reason the house felt a little warm today so James and I had dinner on the picnic table by the chicken coop. I don't think the "girls" noticed.
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