It was because of my daughter and her six-year-old sense of belonging that I succumbed to this cultural pressure to cultivate. I agreed to begin with the one thing she’d been begging for: courgettes, or zucchini as we used to say in America.
While it does require a couple of hours to supervise as it cooks, stock provides a great excuse to hang out around the house watching bad television -- I mean, reading, and unwinding over a weekend day.
Perhaps the most surprising thing about my first trip to France some years ago was discovering how light much of French food is. However, this is not one of those dishes because F that, we're suiting up for winter.