A Simple Sunday Supper
My friend the Spruce Goose is one of the finest cooks I know. We met because he was a neighbor of my parents and one birthday of mine he showed up with a massive pink cake studded all over with imported crystallized violets.
Love at first sight.
So then last night I went over for what he calls a simple Sunday night supper. Let me just say that my idea of a simple Sunday night supper involves Saltines, beer, pate, butter and cornichons.
Which is why Spruce is Spruce and I still eat stuff out of the can, sometimes.
Also, let me just say that he lives in my dream house. I need to do something about that.
Here is his kitchen:
Ok, well that's just a part of the kitchen. But really it's the important part!
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He made us chicken with white wine and mushrooms.
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And salsify with parsnips and dried cranberries. The other side dish was dried Amish corn pudding with prosciutto and Parmesan.
Then for dessert he made a sort of Tarte Tatine with Winesap apples:
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First he cooked the apples with a little sugar and some lemon zest.
Then he covered it with pre-made pie crust:
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The pie crust is from Stop & Shop and made with lard and was far tastier than I would have ordinarily thought, seeing as how I am sort of a crust-snob.
We all sat down at this table:
And at the end of this "simple" supper we were STUFFED.
I think the Cheese sums it up best!
Love at first sight.
So then last night I went over for what he calls a simple Sunday night supper. Let me just say that my idea of a simple Sunday night supper involves Saltines, beer, pate, butter and cornichons.
Which is why Spruce is Spruce and I still eat stuff out of the can, sometimes.
Also, let me just say that he lives in my dream house. I need to do something about that.
Here is his kitchen:
Ok, well that's just a part of the kitchen. But really it's the important part!
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bXvQNt7OJpCRilxQc1TSfUZJTngKsqrl0B536QLEY3FK5RquUS7QAEiTq-fvfyMsyNvGQN0yPT9_X8_fwQfpRVZj_03LUxixakdMa_N-EW6ey_WKKQMFFsXV3UbJKC_1gvZQaSWELEM/s200/Sunday+023.jpg)
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He made us chicken with white wine and mushrooms.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI8H-qf-I1_Q7gbpnrLduWwC1rwuyHAKOjevcjZ2A7CfM0HdRqdVFRx61ZA0Qom7lgoCS46Zx4mfTEcsqX9Ns5KTUA0AylH3N3JoHkxJ7m2xKFiLXr6lF0ezxFBVM0GYdq_OovKst9fj4/s200/Sunday+031.jpg)
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And salsify with parsnips and dried cranberries. The other side dish was dried Amish corn pudding with prosciutto and Parmesan.
Then for dessert he made a sort of Tarte Tatine with Winesap apples:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCW6kg_UaGBdVvYTyP-vfhZh5TWoy3cIiCZtMgcbodhKLKlUf7FIYd5q2TlmEfDIb4vNHudvmY0Ms5FupcYXv8lEbVWH503VnFDob7BSYPzJxUK8cXfCyqoMceBDgz9D1O2BKmw3BG9UM/s200/Sunday+024.jpg)
First he cooked the apples with a little sugar and some lemon zest.
Then he covered it with pre-made pie crust:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh05_RZTzutOwIByJB4T49_Py0mHJJDb-PepXA1qR5C9hgrZ53VS2y2HSzGux2N8IYIExBhGMF2VhD-KxT288BECZd2ZnH2JE-jh8ZmH9uJrrzVnTuf8aTc_NIQ35hYJ53BKh2QMnZ4CiM/s200/Sunday+025.jpg)
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The pie crust is from Stop & Shop and made with lard and was far tastier than I would have ordinarily thought, seeing as how I am sort of a crust-snob.
We all sat down at this table:
And at the end of this "simple" supper we were STUFFED.
I think the Cheese sums it up best!
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