Thursday September 4
This was Barbara's first day of school. So after sending her off in the morning with solicitous inquiries about whether she had her lunch, glasses, and bus pass, Holt welcomed her back with a warming dinner of tasty leftovers. There was lots of chicken (legs, wings, and thighs) from Tuesday's bird, and he used its golden schmaltz to make shallow-fried potatoes out of farmers' market Yukon golds, cut into batons.* The jellied chicken juice underneath the schmaltz was then used to reheat the chicken meat. With the crispy fries, and some unnamed white wine, it was delicious and soothing to the school-harassed spirit.
*If you can't stand the fat, stay out of the kitchen.
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