I know. You think I'm weird. You're not alone.
I find a certain peace and beauty in winter--especially when that peace and beauty is on your couch in the den. My favorite months are January and February. Can't really do anything outside except shovel snow and feed the birds. Unless, of course, our friendly backyard hawk is keeping vigil. All the birds scatter until he disappears. I'm not messing with him either.
So, what to do? Read, watch a classic movie or Star Trek Enterprise reruns, and eventually get ready for the workweek.
In between, of course, you need to plan for a nice winter stew or casserole.
So, I went searching for a nice, warm dish and came up with one from--who else--Martha Stewart.
The dish at right is the final product, which won first prize at my dinner table from my lovely wife. She's happy, I'm happy. I have to admit, though, it was pretty damn good.
Don't get me wrong. I do look forward to nice, summer days, ones that I can breather normally through. Anything over 80 with a humidity at 90 and I am the worst company you'll ever find. I get very ornery.
And the cold? Nothing that a nice shot of ouzo or a warm hot chocolate can't cure.