Chicken Piccata.
The sauce is butter, lemon, capers and white wine.
(We were out of white wine so she used a dash of vodka.)
Our entree is customarily served with Fettucini Alfredo.
My contribution was a couple of baguettes, baked earlier in the day.
It is a meal fit for a king.
I discovered it many years ago in a Georgetown, D.C. restaurant while visiting with an old pal, Frank.
It was actually veal in the restaurant.
But it was that sauce that attracted and eluded me for quite some time until we found a recipe in Bon Appetit magazine and discovered the secret ingredient to kick it up a notch were the capers.
Success!
And I'm happy to report there were enough leftovers last night for a repeat performance soon.
I've said it before.
I'm a lucky man.
