In the winter, just when we are feeling totally deprived of warmth and lazy days out on the patio in shorts and flips, along comes peak citrus season. Yes, all of these sweet, tart, tangy, juicy bites of goodness burst with just the right amount of sun so we can get up and start shoveling one more round of snow.
This has been a winter to beat all winters, with record breaking snowfall and temps dropping to bottom basement levels. Continue reading →
My kitchen smelled lovely; cinnamon and brown sugar and … yeast. I used to do a lot of baking and my kind man mentioned the other day my current baking dearth, after having been totally spoiled with baked goods over the Holidays.
Honestly, I don’t bake nearly like I used to; it’s the two of us and quite frankly, we don’t need to eat dozens of cookies and cakes and pies. If it’s here, it gets eaten. Is that bad?
Well friends, the last of the leftover Holiday food has been eaten or properly tucked into the freezer. On Monday, every scrap of Christmas was stashed into the red tubs that hang out in the garage and, hopefully, any remaining sprinkles from baking cookies with the littles have been mopped up. Those vagrants, along with the glitter, just seem to find crevices in which to hide.