I decided to make Chicken Provencale for dinner. I had all the ingredients, sort of. It was a perfect day for chicken stew, being gray and dreary and all that.
And so I started the process, chopping, mincing, frying, peeling and all was going well till I got to the point where the recipe said to add wine.
Whoa, said I.
I will gladly put garlic and stock in my stew.
Wine, however, remains in my glass.
And so the stew has all the good and healthy stuff, and I have my glass of Cheap Red Wine.
It is a win-win situation.