We've been friends for a while, right?
I've let you all see some of my kitchen disasters.
I've admitted that sometimes - just sometimes - I am not always gracious or perfect.
In light of this open door policy that we seem to have developed, I am going to bravely show you a picture of my Christmas tree in all of its plain old totally unphotoshopped glory (after the jump...)
"What tree?" you might ask.
That's kind of the problem.
Clearly I need a Christmas intervention.
It's December 13th and my tree corner is currently being used to "temporarily" house summer clothes that have to be put into storage. (And no, those shopping bags do not contain Christmas presents).
If you know anyone that performs Christmas intervention services, please send them my way before my family performs their own intervention. It would be a charitable act.
This is real stuff.
Fortunately, I can walk away from what isn't there and write about chicken.
Chicken sauteed with onion and apple.
Hanging out in a warm batch of Calvados and cream.
Green beans were roasted with some olive oil and tangerine fig balsamic vinegar - with a healthy sprinkle of sea salt.
P.S. The Christmas spirit is slowly seeping into me. All of the gorgeous Christmas cards from "Doristas" far and wide have been popping into my mailbox and bringing a huge smile to my face. Participation in the Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap has added another nudge in the right direction. I am still fighting the tree. There is hope for me yet.
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie. The recipe for Chicken, apples and cream a la normande can be found here.