Thursday, May 08, 2008
The Seventh Daughter: Beggar's Chicken, Part III
Enough with the silliness for one moment. I just ate a small plate of cold Beggar's Chicken for lunch and it was. . . it was sublime. A word I use rarely. Each piece tender, suffused with flavor, needing not a grain of salt. You alternate a bite of mild, sweet chicken with a juicy black mushroom, then a sliver of ham, then a crunchy water chestnut, then another morsel of bird. I don't ordinarily love chicken, but this is spectacular.
Posted by tipsybaker at 5/08/2008 01:47:00 PM