Our friend Poulet en Crote put on a dinner party Fathers’ Day Eve. As a dad, I was one of the honored guests. This isn’t a recipe entry — it’s a cookblogging entry, just for fun. Here’s Poulet with her groaning board:
Ditalina provided the flowers in the photo above, and with the leftover orange daisies made “manly” table decorations for the fathers:
Poulet, if you couldn’t guess from the spread she put out, is a Southern gal. We always eat well at Poulet’s!