I had nothing planned for Sunday dinner, it was just Clay and me. Digging around in the freezer netted some Chorizo that I hand-carried back on the EuroStar. My old stomping ground of M&S is where I found those sausages, RIGHT in the train station in London, ready to bring back with me to Paris.
I had bought some Bonnotte potatoes a few days back and they needed to be cooked......A green pepper was lurking on the counter from pre-prep for a wine-class I'm cooking for tomorrow.....Dinner was happening!
A chorizo stew with fresh thyme and sage from the garden. Along with a hunk of cornbread, a southern recipe that was sweet! Yes, you are right, there is something missing in the finished dinner.....Some herbs to dress the finished product. Sorry, I just didn't think, we were hungry.
Anyway, it was delicious.
3 comments:
My Mother would love this meal, she was a great southern cook.
Nothing like a 'Mothers Home Made Cooking'! My mom was a great cook too!
Have you lost your Mother too? My Mum was the best cook, I try, but shall never reach her excellence in the use of combining different herbs
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