The Southern daughter was about five years old at the time, and like five year olds everywhere, she thought hurtling down the hill on her sled was pretty much the best thing she had ever done in her life.
Look at those cheeks! I miss those cheeks. They are off at college now. (How did that happen??)
Anyway, going out to dinner up in my beloved part of Vermont requires a good half hour to 45 minutes in the car, and the cabin has a lovely, cozy kitchen, so one night we decided to cook in. There’s Janet cooking, and the Southern daughter setting the table, and me looking all bossy. I have no idea what that’s about.
And since we were all tuckered out from our snowy day, we wanted something easy as well as delicious, and yep, you guessed it. Lemon Chicken Pasta! A little cooked and shredded chicken, some lemons, some pasta, a handful of herbs, some butter and we were on our way. A little while later we were eating and laughing around that table up there, and even though it was lo these many years ago, every time I make lemon chicken pasta it zaps me right back to a snowy weekend with best friends.
So from me to you, here’s one of my favorites for you to share with good people you love!