Cassolet

We went to a little resturant in the suburbs of Paris with our French friends last year. It's called LaGrange en la Valle and we go there  whenever we visit them. The owner chef has a small regular menu and some specials. Our friends eat there often and the food is always good. Sooo one night the special was cassolet. It was so good I almost cried. I've been hammering Marilyn to try it every since. So yesterday we went shopping. And today she made a meal that while it may not have been good for me was spectacular. Three kinds of sausages, pork belly, duck confit, lardons, white beans, herbes, and what all. Just country food and so incorrect it was perfect. Drank a California barbera mainly because nobody in Stockton has wine from the Southwest of France. Great combination. And the best part is there are leftovers for lunch tomorrow. And they'll be better.