As it happened, I had more to celebrate than just Easter; not that I celebrate Easter. The Quails had already been planned, but not the expensive bottle of Pécharmant.
The last time I ate Quails, I had two. This time I followed Rose Gray and Ruth Rogers' (River Café) advice, and I ate three; much better. They were accompanied by plain buttered home grown Swiss Chard.
I also followed Rose-n-Ruth's culinary advice; the birds were simply roasted with lemon, sage, and sea salt. They needed no more.
Easter was good. Welcome Bunny!