March 1, 2010 § 1 Comment
“If you cannot think of anything appropriate to say you will please restrict your remarks to the weather.”
Sage advice from Mrs. Dashwood (in the movie version of Sense and Sensibility). But what if I can’t think of anything appropriate to say about the weather? And I can’t really think about anything else because the weather is so ridiculously godawful it’s like it’s jumping up and down yelling “look at me, I’m gross and depressing! Hey, you, yeah you, look at me, I’m gross and depressing!” We haven’t even been getting the snow that the rest of the East coast has been blessed with (I’m Minnesotan, I luuuuuv snow). Nope, we’re getting this very slightly frozen version of rain. It’s raining unflavored slushies! I’m considering investing in an ark.
There’s really nothing for it in this sort of weather. The only thing to do is to bake bread (mmm, challah – I think Joel may have decided he wants it to keep raining) and eat soup. Maybe the weather has actually been sending me a sign because it’s soup making time anyway. Whenever I find myself with a backlog of root vegetables – which tends to happen at this time of year because I can’t seem to eat them at the same pace that my farm share sends them to me – I go on a peeling, chopping, simmering, soup making rampage! It’s one of the very most efficient ways to use up ginormous quantities of random vegetables. I’m willing to throw pretty much anything but the kitchen sink into a pot of soup and see how it’ll come out. « Read the rest of this entry »