The anticipation of this delicious meal is half the fun. You know what I mean: When the snow is falling, you throw together a stew to simmer on the stove, grab a bottle of wine, a book, and settle in by a crackling fire. Now take a deep breath. Ahh. Dinner is cooking. Make a day ahead if you’re expecting company, then re-heat and serve with a loaf of crusty bread. By the way, this is just a fancy way of saying beef stew. You don’t need to be fancy to eat it.
Mary would like to thank the lovely, generous people who gave me stuffed toys for her while I was on book tour. As you can see, she thoroughly enjoyed them last night when I returned home. Would you mind coming over this morning to clean up their guts, which have been strewn in every nook and cranny of our apartment. Thanks! 😘