Poor us, chanterelles again—well, ’tis the season. We are going to eat them until we are sick of them. Never! Just a package of chicken thighs, some little potatoes, a few strands of parsley, salt and pepper, and of course, a pile of golden chanterelles made this memorable meal. As Rumpelstiltskin might have said, “It’s pure alchemy.”

 

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