It came a few days after my birthday. I'd forgotten that I mentioned it to him several months ago. So when I opened the box and saw the words Not Freres Poterie, I looked up in surprise, my mouth a big O. What a wonderful guy my Mr CC is. He must really, really love me.
No more excuses. I've got the duck legs confit, I've got duck breasts and sausages courtesy of son Josh, I've got real Tarbais beans, I've got lamb shanks waiting in the freezer, and I've got Kate's Camp Cassoulet recipe to put it all together. What a happy, happy birthday present!