I'm sure this "nesting" has a lot to do with the 3+" of snowfall we got over night and early this morning.
The raised garden beds have pulled their winter blankets up to their chinny-chin-chins.
Ooops, never did get the deck furniture stored away. Must get that done pronto.
No question I'm into the winter baking/cooking mode and have welcomed it as I know Papa Pea did when he got a dinner last night of meat loaf, mashed potatoes and gravy and baked acorn squash. (Okay, he's never been too thrilled about the appearance of squash on his plate, but add enough butter, salt and pepper and it's passable. Besides, a couple slices of meat loaf make up for most anything else in his book.)
I'm baking our first batch of holiday fruitcake as we speak. Wonderful aroma wafting throughout the house! Our fruitcake doesn't have any resemblance to what one normally thinks of as
Ours is made with a treasured recipe of my mother's containing honey, molasses, butter and other organic ingredients in the batter and organic dried raisins, craisins, sour cherries, dates, apricots and, of course, nuts folded in.
We've each been trying to eat a raw apple a day now. Of all the varieties we grew here on the homestead, the ones we've voted to have the best flavor are ones from our crab apple tree, a Chestnut variety. I've always thought of crab apples as so
Besides their flavor, look at the size of these little, red gems. A good two inches across which is large for a crab apple. We're really enjoying them.
I've been searching out new Christmas cookies to try for this season. Like all of you, I'm sure, there are those traditional, tried-and-true goodies that would cause a family revolt if they didn't turn up at holiday time. But as with my everyday cooking, I find myself yearning for something new and different to tempt my taste buds. (Did I just intimate I needed urging to eat more holiday goodies? Uh-oh.)
We had thought of making a trip to the big city today, but for a couple of reasons we made the decision last night not to do so. And, boy howdy, am I happy with that decision. 'Tis a simply delightful day to be home.