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French Chicken with Apple-Cognac Sauce

Bridge to Somewhere

My mother had seven children to care for. It didn't leave her much time for herself.

I do remember her saving time for herself in one fashion. She was in a bridge club. Bridge club was 8 ladies that met about once a month to play cards. The hosting of the event rotated, so every once in awhile it became my mother's turn to host the bridge club at our house.

I don't know how she did it. Our house was always chaotic with seven kids. There was homework to be done after school, TV to be watched, dinner to be eaten, baths to be taken, more homework to be done by older kids, and the list went on and on.

Most bridge clubs that I know of take place in the afternoon. That might have made it a bit easier; to hold it while kids were at school. This bridge club met at night, after dinner.

I remember my mother preparing for bridge club. Half of our house was completely transformed. It was cleaned to the point of sparkling. The living room glowed. There was an ante-room that was used and so was the dining room. The living room and ante-room both had tables set up with 4 chairs each for the playing of cards.

There were pretty decks of cards set out, little pads and pencils, dainty napkins; all things for little, curious hands to get in trouble. We'd poke our fingers and marvel at the designs but never more than that.

The dining room held little, pretty antique plates, spoons, cups and saucers, more dainty napkins and anticipation of snacks and dessert. My mother had two very special nut cups that were part of the event each time. She'd put, what now, would be classified as "fancy mixed" nuts in the cups. My brother and I would stand transfixed, staring at those bowls of nuts. Our faces were just tall enough that we were sort of eye level with the exotic nut mixture. It was all we could do to keep our "paws off". Once in awhile my mom would let us eat a nut. That was heaven.

When the door bell started to ring we had strict instructions to march up to bed. We already had our footy pajamas on. We were ready. I thought it was so funny that the front doorbell rang. I thought all people came to the back door unless they were selling something. These ladies must have been pretty special to come to the front door. They'd waltz in with their hats, handbags, their pretty coats and some of them even had those "animal things" tied around their collars. (I inherited my mother's "animal thing" and I keep it in a very precious box. The stone martins.) The ladies would chat and twitter. Kisses on cheeks exchanged everywhere. My brother and I didn't want to be involved in any kissing so we'd rush up the stairs.

We were supposed to be going to bed. However, the temptation was just too much to resist. Lest we be caught by our mother, we'd crouch down just above the stairway landing. We'd try to hear what the ladies were talking about. Frankly, I don't recall anything they ever said, and what did I care what they were discussing anyway? Would a five year old understand? No matter. I thought it worth my effort.

Of course, we'd inevitably giggle about something. We'd be caught. And we'd be admonished and sent up to our beds. No matter. We were tired anyway. And these ladies weren't nearly as interesting as we thought they'd be. But next time they came, the nuts would still be of great focus and we'd still hide on the stairs and eavesdrop. That's for sure. Bridge club was special.

French Chicken with Apple-Cognac Sauce
Today's recipe is all about easy cooking for company.

There's a traditional French country dish called "Poulet Vallee d'Auge. It translates to chicken with applejack sauce. Calvados is French apple brandy. You can use that in this dish if you want to be authentic. What I've done is change the dish enough to simplify it, change the ingredients so they are more readily available, and still kept it fancy enough that you can serve it to special friends and family.
Serves 4. Can be doubled easily


4 chicken breasts. Skin on with bones, or skinless. Your choice
Salt and pepper to taste
2 Tbl of olive oil
Olive oil spray to coat the veggies.
2 baking potatoes, washed. Peeling is optional. Cut into one-inch chunks
2 carrots, peeled and sliced into rings (or you can use baby carrots, snack sized)
2 medium onions cut into wedges
1/4 pound of green beans. If you want to be fancy use haricot verts (French green beans). Trim the ends
1 medium zucchini washed, cut into chunks
2 Tbl of butter
1/3 cup of Calvados, cognac or bourbon (If you use Calvados you can eliminate the apple juice)
1/2 cup of apple juice (buy the tiny bottle in the baby food section if you don't want a lot of leftover apple juice)
1 cup of half and half (or cream if you want to calorie splurge)

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.

Season the chicken with your salt and pepper. In a sauté pan put in the olive oil. Brown the chicken skin side down. This will take about 3-5 minutes on medium high. Turn chicken over. SAVE the pan that the chicken was in. You'll use it again later. Then transfer the chicken to the oven in an oven proof dish. (If you sautéed the chicken in a pan that can go in the oven you don't need to transfer). The chicken will continue to roast. Roast the chicken for 30 minutes and then remove.

Next, take the potato, carrots and onions and put them in an oven proof casserole. Spray them with olive oil to coat them. Roast them along with the chicken.

After 30 minutes has passed, add the green beans and the zucchini to the pan with the potatoes. Take out the chicken and cover it to keep it warm.

Take the sauté pan and add butter, the cognac (or other liquor) and apple juice. Saute the sauce on medium high to get it boiling. Then turn down and simmer until it reduces by half. Stir periodically. Then add the half and half and continue to cook until the cream begins to thicken and coat the back of a spoon (as a tester). This takes just a minute or two. Turn off. Take the veggies out of the oven and pour the sauce over them to coat. This makes a slightly sweet sauce that pairs well with the chicken.

Put the chicken on a plate (or in a bowl) and spoon the veggies and sauce over the chicken. This is French Country cooking at its finest. Garnish with parsley if you want more color. Serve with some bread to soak up the sauce and a simple salad and you have a satisfying, yummy dinner.

Note: if you do not cook with alcohol you can substitute water for the alcohol and use the apple juice as noted. The sauce will have less of a bite but will still be tasty.

Enjoy!
Cheers,
Zola

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Correction to last week's recipe: The cooking time to the Roth Family Sour Cream cookies was accidentally omitted. You can see the corrected version of the recipe here:

Roth Family Christmas Cookies (Sour Cream Cookies)

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