At the tiny épicerie where I’ve been happily buying the amazing butter–Beurre Bordier, I was stopped in my tracks by an interloper where it should be. And no Beurre Bordier.
In honor of the first days of summer, here are some of the dishes I look forward to making. And unlike the NY Times (100*) or bon appetit (89) I’m limiting mine 8. Summer is always too short.
Chicken Cacciatore was always something I loved as a kid but has kind of gone the way of fondue and upside-down cakes. This is a “white” version of the old classic.
