We saw this sign at a wine shop on Lexington Avenue in the 80s as we were on our way to the 92nd Street Y for Francine Segan's tea talk and tasting the other night. Good thing I had my camera with me!
My grandmother may have been 100% Italian, and I may make eggplant parmesan from scratch, but I have no shame in admitting I love Chef Boyardee. There were a few years back in the day when Chef Boyardee was pretty much all I ate...straight from the can. Why bother dirtying a pot, right?
Pairing wine with the lowly Chef? Sure. Why not?