Chicken in a Purple Bed
In the oven, the shallots slumped into soft, savory pillows, the potatoes browned and sizzled in the pan juices, and the chicken was wonderful with the hint of mellow vinegar complementing the usual Herbes de Provence that I almost always use.
Almost a religious experience. If Heaven has clouds, they are softly purple and browned on the bottom.
4 Comments:
OK. Time to defrost the chicken in the fridge. And then maybe I'll sample the cranberry relish.
Oooh, I love it! That sounds fantastic, m'dear. Wish I could have stopped by for a plateful. xo
What a beautiful story, nicely told.
I need a chicken. I now know what to do with it.
Dagny, let me know how you liked the relish if you do try it.
Molly, I thought of you with each bite, and thanked you for the idea!
Cookie, gee, thanks.
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