My go-to. Potatoes roasted under herbed chicken made for a big family meal (although some of the family was missing and missed). But it was our first with all my sisters since Husoor arrived back from his 11 year hiatus. I made bread, there was a huge salad, and a fabulous fruit tart (made by one of the sisters). The whole deal was very Norman Rockwellian although possibly more alcoholic than Norman might have envisaged.
Ashish stood, in the middle of the meal, raised his glass and said, “This is what I came back for.”
It was very touching. I mean, I know the chicken is good but I didn’t realize it was THAT good.