The next step in getting us and the neighbors ready, as if you couldn’t get a guess by the above picture, was cookies.The neighbors got some hot oatmeal raisin cookies from yours truly. My m.o,when I make cookies, is usually parchment paper. Probably, during the weekend,I’ll work up a small batch of biscotti.
I don’t know what it is about baking as winter moves through,or as a storm progresses.Perhaps I am thinking back to happier times in the kitchen and trying to go back to when life was a little simpler.Perhaps it’s just a little voice in my head that goes back to the old “eggs,bread and milk” chorus of the city.
Sure, I try to make good meals,and cooking and baking I do enjoy.There’s something about baking that serves as balm to my soul during the winter.
Jim and I went to the local supermarket, where I spent my late spring/early summer working, and decided to rectify the ingredient staple list that was cruising on empty.
Did I mention everyone else was out buying eggs, bread and milk?
With apologies to Simon and Garfunkel, the parking lot at the market was indeed mirroring” a hazy shady of winter.”I got in and picked up my sugar, vanilla and anise, along with a few other staples like coffee creamer, yogurt,eggs,sour cream and Yukon gold potatoes, and managed to escape none the worse for wear.
So for all my friends who read this, please,make sure you have something to keep you cozy and warm, even if it comes in a bottle, and if you have pets, keep them inside, make sure you’re ready for this stretch of weather.