As everyone in my family knows, I’m somewhat of a cheat. I believe cheating wherever possible is an intelligent way of getting where you need to be with a minimum of hassle and stress. I cheat at things like boule and Monopoly and now and again I forget to tell MyFitnessPal about the chocolate croissant I inhaled on the school run because anyway food that isn’t eaten on a plate doesn’t count. The thing is, if I didn’t cheat I would regularly lose at things which would negatively impact my self-esteem, and since I’m so kak at games of all descriptions, it’s a survival mechanism I’ve had no choice but to hone over the years.
Like this past July in Copenhagen when we went for Sunday lunch at some friends who were spending the summer in a fancy house by the sea where the rich people of Denmark live. After a wonderful lunch of steak and fried potatoes (our hostess was French where they not only eat carbs but fry them and yet remain as thin as mist), we did what rich Danish and ordinary French people do and went out onto the lawn to play boule. I’m not great at boule, and while I’m not a bad loser as such it just gets embarrassing when you’re competing against a wafer-thin French girl who wears silk lingerie and not beige broeks like me (I know this because I snooped around and found a clothes horse hung with tiny, diaphanous items of underwear, like Barbie had one hell of a night) and you’re coming totally stone last, being beaten even by young children.
So, when the players ahead of me were distracted and talking about the various merits of a la-la-Pinot Noir I would subtly use my foot to get the ball into a more favourable position, significantly hoisting myself up in the rankings. The fact that I’d had several glasses of the above-mentioned Pinot Noir which impacted my balance somewhat and made me fall over once or twice alerting everyone to my tricks we don’t really need to go into, but they were polite enough to let me pretend I really came fourth.
Also when we play Monopoly, even when I try really hard to save and make sound financial decisions and not be like I am in real life somehow I end up alternately in jail or on Regent Street at the doorstep of the hotel my husband has yet again unkindly purchased and keeps laughing meanly when I land there round after round. So you can’t really blame me for taking advantage of the times my fellow players are momentarily distracted by the loud gwang of a hadeda landing on the roof and everyone gets up to look out the window to see if it’s a baddie come to kill us and I pilfer the money of the other players and hide it under the board so the theft is not immediately apparent. Because this is the only way I’m not bankrupt and out of the game within 15 minutes. And I know it’s not ideal that the people I’m stealing from are my own children, but on the other hand they need to learn that the world is full of robbers and swindlers and nobody should be trusted, least of all their own kin. But enough about that.
This French dish (which possibly isn’t even really, but it goes with the cheating theme and it does contain French tarragonois) is so ridiculously easy and yet appears quite fancy and sophisticated when you serve it to guests, so naturally it’s a hit with the likes of me. There are one or two things you can’t cheat with, though. It has very few ingredients, so you must buy good things. Pay more for your chicken and don’t even think about buying Chorizo from a poofy shop. It’s going to ruin everything and nobody will think you’re Nigella anymore which defeats the whole object of cooking for anybody ever. This is what you’ll need.
- Several chicken pieces
- 2 tins of butter beans
- 2 tins of tomatoes
- dried French tarragonois
- chicken stock
- an onion
- a bay leaf
Fry your chicken in olive (or any damn) oil and season with salt and pepper and sprinkle with flour if you feel like it. Remove browned chicken pieces from the pot and in the lovely, chickeny fat fry your bacon, then add your onion, garlic and chorizo not whole but sliced, obvs. When you’ve fried that for a while add your tomatoes, a tablespoon of tarragonois, chicken stock, fresh rosemary, 2 tins of butter beans and the chicken. Put the lid on the pot and let it simmer gently for a couple of hours. Serve with rice and/or crusty bread and a nice bottle of white. It’s very tasty and your friends will be impressed with your cooking skills. Also, the amazing thing about this dish is that halfway through cooking it you’ll find that you are thinner and also able to speak fluent French even if you didn’t speak a word of that language before. That surprised me quite a lot, but then life is full of surprises. Bon appetit!
19 thoughts on “Chicken, Chorizo and Butter Bean Stewois (another French dish)”
Oh, this is just what I needed to read this morning. Brilliant.
As is the addition of bacon and tarragon to just about anything one cooks. They’re like magic ingredients!
I know, right? Thanks so much, Gaenor. Let me know if you make it.
Oh so funny! I really hope it’s going to make me thinner in the making at least, notwithstanding the fact that I’m vegetarian but anyway I’m cooking for the whole family this weekend so this is just what I need to do. I’ll just get hubby to taste it as I cook. But with the tarragonois it can’t go wrong hey.
You are a star for cooking them meat! I hope it turned out great. And you are thinner now, for sure.
Love reading your posts, they are brilliant. Often make my day
Aw, thanks millions, Kirsten xxx
Definitely my style. Love it. Can’t wait for the next episode.
No amount of nice white wine will make me like butter beans. I guess I’ll just have to live with my crusty French. But thanks for another very amusing article (although it was rather annoying to see the rich people of Denmark look so happy. They should look miserable like rich people everywhere else)
I think deep down they’re miserable. Rumour is that the king is a bit of a poophole. Every family has that one person, right? I’m sure you could use chickpeas instead. Or nothing. If you add a bit of flour the sauce should be thick enough!
tarra what? you’re cheating already! even gauteng looks better after reading your blog
Ha ha! Thank you, Maddy xxxxx
you make me laugh every time.
I love your posts. I look forward to the next one. Thanks for making my day with a good laugh. I am going to make this dish It looks fabulous.
It’s so delish, really! :-)
Definitely going to make this. PS I also cheat..often!!
Hi Susan you are too funny! Keep on cheating haha. Gran merci :)
This looks wow amazing, I love French cooking
Just put this delectable sounding dish into the oven, it smells deeevine!!