Good morning and happy midsummer morning to you all.
We’ve had a relatively friendly start to the summer heatwise but we’re still dealing with the fucking idiots who think that every day in July is the 4th and they are STILL setting off fireworks.
This fucking town and their fireworks man.
I’m in one of those stretches where it’s between major holidays and also still 3 months until vacation so this is where I find myself saying the current day and year out loud while I’m sitting stuck in traffic on the 405. “It’s fucking July 13th 2025 goddammit!”
I’m also counting down the end of my 45 year work sentence daily now. In fact today is officially 3 years, 3 months and 10 days before I can skedaddle up out of this bitch. Again it could be 1 year 3 months and 10 days based on financial performance but that remains to be seen.
These summer months are a goddamn grind between the 4th of July and Labor Day and the fact that it’s summer sure as SHIT doesn’t help that out.
We do have rookies reporting to training camp, some as early as this week so we’re getting there with regards to our beloved football. Try and stay focused on that instead.
Our menu today does require some oven time and a small amount of reheating time but it’s not unbearable in the kitchen so it should be fine.
Once again the brutal part of summer doesn’t hit LA until late September or even early October so we’ve got some time to fuck around with oven cooking still.
Ready to get after this fucker?
Just know it’s best not to be hungry when you start on this recipe. I began the first part on Friday and dinner was served on Sunday. Yes. Three goddamn days to prep.
[Quick edit- this is awkward but I had this episode cooked, devoured, basic outline for the post in place then remembered that we’d cooked a Julia Child recipe before. I like to link to previous related posts so I went to the search feature. We DID do a Julia Child recipe before. Coq au van. Yes. THIS DISH! In my defense it was real early on in the pandemic, everything was weird as shit and I’ve purged a lot of those memories. Fuck it. Let’s press on as if nothing happened. This IS a different recipe though!]
We are going to pay homage once again to le grande dame Julia Child by making one of her most famous recipes, Coq Au Vin. Literally meaning “Cock in wine.” Yes there may be several gratuitous Coq jokes to follow.
recipe courtesy of recipetineats.com
Coq Au Vin!
Red Wine Chicken Marinade:
2 pounds chicken thighs or drumsticks
16 pearl onions
1 bay leaf
3 thyme sprigs (sub 1 tsp dried thyme)
750 ml / 3 cups red wine
Browning Chicken:
3 – 4 tbsp vegetable oil (or canola oil)
3/4 tsp salt (cooking/kosher salt, or 1/2 tsp table salt)
1/2 tsp pepper
Coq au Vin Stew:
5 oz bacon piece cut into lardons
14 oz white mushrooms sliced
4 tbsp unsalted butter
3 garlic cloves minced
2 tbsp tomato paste
7 tbsp flour, plain / all purpose
3 cups beef stock
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
A Bordeaux this time. This was a delicious bottle of wine by the way. I’ll keep an eye out for it but it would be special occasion only due to its price point.
Now for the “Coq.”
You are correct! We’re definitely getting some serious miles from the chicken thighs. And we ain’t done yet! Keep your eyes open for their use on future episodes too.
I might be fully off of the chicken breast wagon permanently. It’s basically just a big wad of protein with minimal flavor.
Eh, I’ll think about it when I give a shit.
We’ll also be requiring some pearl onions today. If you’ve ever cooked with them you know what that means.
Side note: These little bastards aren’t easy to find in the store anymore. If you don’t see them in the produce department, look in the frozen food section. SOMETIMES you’ll find them there already peeled and everything. I tried 3 stores before I found these. At Whole Foods along with the price to match the purchasing location.
If you’ve fucked with these before then you are aware of the challenge you will face attempting to peel these tiny little motherfuckers.
That’s why we’re here. There IS a simple way to make your life a whole lot less goddamn frustrating in that whole “Peeling a pearl onion” life aspect.
Trim the ends first.
Yep. All of them.
These will blanche real quick – maybe a minute – in boiling water then dump them in an ice bath to stop the cooking.
Let cool a moment then peel them easy as motherfucking pie.
Cool shit that. Wish I had learned that the first dozen times I cooked with these tricky bastards.
Next we will create our simple wine marinade by adding the wine, onions, bay leaf and thyme to a plastic bag then dumping in the rinsed and dried chicken thighs into the marinade. Refrigerate overnight.
Next day remove the chicken from the marinade, reserving the marinade and let the chicken dry on some paper towels.
Anyone remember this game?

Yeah, this whole next sequence of meal prep will fit that general visual theme
Remove the onions from the marinade bag and set aside.
Yes, those are spectacularly awesome bloody eyeballs too.
Reserve the marinade because we’re gonna reduce that shit by half.
Careful this shit will bubble over like a motherfucker. You’ve been warned.
When the wine is reduced set to the side.
Let’s start browning shit!
Pour the cooking oil in a large pot or Dutch oven over a medium heat.
Salt and pepper the fully dried chicken. Use a paper towel to remove the last of the dampness, then we will brown the chicken in batches for about 3-5 minutes per side.
Then flip.
Chicken is browned, then it’s time to get after that bacon. Same pot.
When the bacon has been crisped set it aside with the chicken.

Mushrooms are next.
Yessir! Right in the bacon fat. Get them nice and golden.
Then we will saute the onions.
It’s like a goddamn assembly line in here.
See? It’s not a difficult recipe but there is some fucking assembly required. Jesus!
Next we got your butter, garlic and tomato paste.
In goes the flour, reduced wine and beef stock.
Pretend you’re making a gravy here – because you ARE! Add the beef stock slowly and keep on stirring.
Finally!
Get EVERYTHING back in the pot.
Slap a lid on that Coq-sucker!
This will cook in a preheated 375 degree oven for 30 minutes. That’s right! Just thirty minutes.
When done, remove the pot from the oven and let cool, then refrigerate overnight.
That’s right fuckers. Three day prep!
Next day, I was busy cooking my weekly soup so the pot we used to cook the chicken in was occupied.
Which meant…
Those fucking things, man!
I figured “No big deal. It’s just got to warm up. It will be fine. Right?”
Wrong.
Motherfucker took so goddamn long to warm up, it caused my gravy to separate.
Look!
First of all this was absolutely, diabolically fucking delicious. Just insanely awesome. As you can see I served the coq over some mashed potatoes.
That goddamn crockpot unsexied the FUCK out of that photo.
Sonofabitch the goddamn Crockpot Strikes Back!
My conclusion is that crockpots are assholes. They’re only good for shitting things out and everybody has one.
Looks aside, this dish is epic. Fuck it better be. My dumb ass has cooked and shared it twice! I might have to do like a couple of our regular feature writers, Sharky and Rikki and start using a spreadsheet.
Fuck that! I use enough fucking Excel at work I don’t need it infringing on my goddamn leisure time!
The quality of this dish is greatly enhanced by first, the quality of the wine used. Very important for this. Secondly, that extra day of letting it rest in the refrigerator is HUGE, Really helps meld the flavors together.
This is a killer dish and there’s a very good reason it’s been around as long as it has and is still as popular as ever.
This week’s “fun” holidays courtesy of A Bit of Good News: “
July 13 is International Skinny Dip Day, National Barbershop Music Appreciation Day, National Beans ‘n Franks Day, National Nitrogen Ice Cream Day, National Rock Day, Embrace Your Geekness Day and Rubik’s Cube Day.”
So I guess your mission is to have some beans and franks followed by skinny dipping while listening to a barbershop quartet. Sounded good until that last part.
Thanks as always folks. I fully appreciate you taking time away from your Sunday to spend some time here. It really means a lot to me.
Thank you.
So? Next week we do this thing again?
No not cooking coq au vin again, just the Sunday Gravy thing.
Cool. See you then.
























CHAPTER 1
The bench on which Dobbs was sitting was not so good. One of the slats was broken; the one next to it was bent so that to have to sit on it was a sort of punishment. If Dobbs deserved punishment, or if this punishment was being inflicted upon him unjustly, as most punishments are, such a thought did not enter his head at this moment. He would have noticed that he was sitting uncomfortably only if somebody had asked him if he was comfortable. Nobody, of course, bothered to question him.
Traven, B. The Treasure of the Sierra Madre
We’re in the embryonic stage of a potential trip to Munich in April. It would be me, Taj, best friend Mike and his youngest son who has been a candidate for the Nobel prize.
Fingers crossed but this could be fucking legendary.
“Legendary fucking visit to Munich? La-Dee-Fucking-Da. You’ll never top us.”
-Black September
THOSE UNGRATEFUL [REDACTED] AH NAWT HAPPY WITH JUST FEBRUARY? HOW MANY OF OWAH MONTHS ARE THEY GAWNA TAKE?
I hope you enjoy gorgeous mountains, good beer, giant hunks of meat, and an uncomfortable relationship with history!
Right up my alley.
Grabbed some of this on my way home from the barn, at checkout the clerk noted that it was a really good beer, so feeling optimistic while popping open the first can!

Looks like an AI version of the opening shot of The Shining.
@Horatio best lines in all of cinema-I’m taking
“The doctor explained that her insides were a rocky place where my seed could find no purchase.”
We did something similar a couple of seasons back. And I believe that line was drafted.
Huh, I guess we’re just boats beating ceaselessly against the current of previous comments.
“We’ve released ourselves to our own recognizance.”
“Son, you’ve got a panty on your head.”
“Sometimes I gets the menstrual cramps real hard.”
With our child molester president attendance I wish one of these halftime performers would have done a cover of “Not Like Us”.
Look at you, Netherlands!
I assume that’s the squadron that Lowratio is rooting for?
The Dutch are the tallest of the nations, so seems unlikely.
Only way to keep their head above water until they had enough nice, strong dykes
“Things you plug your finger into to prevent the moisture from gushing out are a liberal hoax.” – Ben Shapiro
So Chelsea is the best club in the world now, got it.
If You Could Read My Mind Update:
The lake was smooth today so I went way out.
But the wind picked up and I started to call it Gitchee Gumee.
This lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When an old fart gets kinda tired.
The swimmer was the pride of the Northern Ontario side
If you could suspend belief for just a moment.
As fat swimmers go he was bigger than most
His wife wouldn’t hesitate to remind him.
Does anyone know where the love of Eli Manning goes
When the turnovers turn into Super Bowls?
In a musty old hall in Sudbury they prayed
For a dumb fuck that forgot to wear floaties.
/Fin
Adipose tissue: Natures Floatie
People forget that.
I have a sudden urge to read Moby Dick
What a tale those thoughts did tell
Regarding the results of both the men’s and women’s Wimbledon championships:
This made me lol!
https://www.reddit.com/r/interestingasfuck/s/etxvpoVS2h
I have a much quicker recipe for cock in wine, but it’s pretty much guaranteed to end a dinner party.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ0B6kvFy-k
https://youtu.be/vrmZAXezkhA?si=l3rmcPUngnlGHLhi
I could never, ever get MOAR than 3 sides of the Rubik’s Cube. One of my myriad life failures.
The only way I was ever able to solve a Rubik’s Cube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cM1Jbzy5Pnk
As a virginal pre-teen, I learned to solve it and normally could do it in about a minute.
Want to stress how unimpressive that was to anyone around me.
Hope you don’t mind some food porn.
Cooking question:
I feel our author often cooks bacon first so that the grease can be utilized in the pan TO FLAVOR other parts of the dish with that fatty goodness. Here, there chicken went first then the bacon then the onions.
That is — am i wrong to have seen bacon in the ingredients list and then expected to see the bacon get cooked first in the pan?
guessing wants more of the bacon flavor transferred to the final stew and not just on the chicken itself, and with the slow cook gives plenty of time for alot of the flavor to transfer to the chicken
I was just following directions but that’s a good point.
I’m stuck in my hotel in Waco because the test pad isn’t ready for the work I need to do. I keep telling these guys that I am leaving on Monday evening.
Fun side note, my old employer keeps begging my new manager to loan me out to go to sinaloa cartel territory to unfuck a really old VFD. I had to explain to my new boss what hostage insurance was. That was friday. Today, the actual asshole that fired me had the nerve to call my personal cell phone number to ask me to go to California and fix a VFD at a gold mine.
“You do realize I have a job right? I can’t just take side jobs. Besides, I am in Waco”
“I thought you moved to Utah”
“Yeah…but I’m working an assignment. You need to talk to my boss to schedule something”
“He already said no”
I swear to god my old employer was like working with children. I would love to tell this guy off but we use a lot of their equipment. Hence…pretty much why I got hired.
Sounds like a win-win for everyone who deserves to win.
First, start a cult! When in Rome ,, yada yada
I’d forgotten how much I enjoy JSD story time. I am so glad you are back!
Is there anything better than chicken in a pot? I don’t think so!
This feels like the DFO charter but in meme form
I don’t remember the butt sniffing part…
That’s because of the chloroform.
“Hey now, jokes about chemical rape just aren’t funny”
-Bill Cosby
Strangely enough, it’s the opposite with my cat. She won’t sit in your lap if you’re wearing shorts – she doesn’t like sitting on bare skin.
Cats HATE human nudity. I guess yours is a full-on Puritan prude!
Not really, she has zero problem with coming into the bathroom while I’m in the (glass-walled) shower to yell at me.
Way back when I catsat for a year, the (bestest) kitty loved to jump on my gentleman friend’s lap when he was naked on the couch. He didn’t have much experience with cats, so this was quite an entertaining interaction
Congrats on short timing. Far to many people keep grinding for far too long.
[also wishes he was a short timer] – Lowratio
Alternately:
When you said “short-timer” I thought you were talking about…
The Factory of Sadness, under Foreman Deshaun Watson refuses to hear the woke-words like “offseason” or “consent”!
Browns rookie running back Quinshon Judkins arrested, charged with domestic violence in Florida – CBSSports.com
Browns ain’t even waiting ’till training camp to start Browing it up.
THAT’S GOOD HUSTLE!!!
#ThePauls, in regular Pauls-season form
That would probably work with cippolini onions and shallots too, right? Although cippolinis are even a pain to trim since they’re so flat.
I’ve been insanely lazy in the kitchen recently. I have a bunch of nice Persian cukes and tomatos I need to slice up for cuke and tomato salad and I haven’t even managed that. Hell, I haven’t even bothered to boil water for the sweet corn. I’ll do at least some of that this afternoon hopefully.
I did have a couple perfectly ripe nectarines this week. Heavenly!
Might want to think about slicing a couple cukes up & steeping them in vodka for a few weeks… Cucumber coolers are nummy.
My pandemic memories are weird too. It’s like I was in a coma for eighteen months or something.
My lockdown wasn’t too bad. There was only one month I couldn’t horseback ride, and it was nice out, so it was actually more social for me than grad school during a Chicago winter.
Yeah, my lockdown wasn’t bad at all. It just left so little impression on my memory is all, and I accomplished so very little of note during that time.
I was EE or emergency essential so it was daily work right through the whole bit. Other than the restaurants being closed cutting into my waitress flirting thang I barely noticed those days. Oh and the documents needed so I could freely roam were a distraction.
Same. Not only worked every day but didn’t take a sick day or a vacation day because there was nowhere to go.
Spent every weekend in the kitchen doing this here thing.
In my over 27 years so far, I think I took a couple sick weeks to take Wifey and daughter for surgery and recovery. If I took any sick days it was one or two and so long ago I have forgotten it. I’m just very fortunate that I rarely get sick. Bonus is next spring when I cash out, I’ll get a full year (max they will give you even though I have much more sick time accumulated) added to my retirement benefits computations.
Good health is a blessing.
A true French bistro should have Coq au Vin on the menu. In Los Angeles it’s almost impossible to find, yet you can find French-Japanese fusion restaurants (note plural).
Also I judge them by their French Onion soup (La soupe à l’oignon gratinée) which should have a delicate layer of baked gruyere on top, not an inch of melted cheese.
100%
There aren’t all that many good French restaurants in the US. Way more than average around the DC area than California though. It’s down in the forest in NoVa but it’s amazing: https://www.laubergechezfrancois.com/
This is where I asked my parents to take me for my high school graduation.
There was a really good spot in old town Alexandria too but don’t know if it’s still there.
Normandie Farms in Potomac closed, which is a damn shame, they were proper old school with their recipes and had lots of great historic photos. It’s supposed to reopen under new ownership but that was ages ago and it doesn’t look like it’ll happen.
Couple decent places in Georgetown and Bethesda too
Yes. L’Auberge Chez Francois in Great Falls is the greatest. Also Le Refuge in Old Town Alexandria, La Chaumiere in Georgetown, and Bistro du Coin in DuPont Circle.
Ate at L’Avant Garde in Georgetown a while back and that was quite good, although more contemporary French than classic
RIP, Thierry Rautureau. Loved his restaurants in Seattle (especially Luc). Haven’t been to a good French bistro since Luc closed, now that I think about it.
Man this looks good. Thanks for this tip and I hope that future financial performance knocks those two years off for you. Buona Dominica tutti.