Sunday, April 19, 2015 - Didn't taste too much of this due to wine o'clock mother who rather too quickly correctly identified it as Sancerre and then guzzled even more in self-satisfaction.
Much as remembered from previous two summers though lacking in zest this time. And overpowered by greasy chicken thighs. Why do cookery writers love these so much in their midweek suppers? Breast is best every time.