i woke up early to take johnny to the airport shuttle. and being the non-coherent morning person that i am, i didn't think clearly about how he was going to get to albuquerque, let alone how we were going to make it to town to catch the shuttle. i did see a flurry of white rushing horizontally past every window and piling up on the porch and sticking to the windows, but was still stunned when he said to me, "you know i'm not going home today." "what? huh?" duh. of course not. i happily went back to my cozy rollaway bed in my walk-in closet (that is another story) and lay in smiling semi-conciousness for another 2 hours. then i awoke to hilary folding egg whites into a small batch of batter ... "i'm making lemon ricotta pancakes." olympic cheer! score. try to remain calm. this is after she made morning stir fries for her, johnny and n and before cooking a chicken dinner later on. maybe it was the relief of having j.d. around for a few more days because this doesn't happen everyday, folks. i was in momentary...
the recipe calls for honey on top, but dude, pancakes without syrup?! and all we had was this specialty stuff aged for years in bourbon casks etc. um... incredible... yes, you can taste the liquor though none is in there. yummmmmm. and it went, perfect with the lemon zest ricotta flavor rolling all over your tongue with a side of bacon. as lauren would say: i was jealous of myself!
they don't look like much, but that is hardly the case!
kimmie, do you like my hat?
it's beginning to feel a lot like christmas. i can't wait to see fee! i will try to put my inordinate love of food aside for a few days and derive outdoor adventures for our beloved sister in the new mexican tundra... just give me a good meal and i can do almost anything.
wally power! isn't she a fierce, winter beauty?
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wow! i'm jealous of your white christmas. its pouring here, and i had the lack of sense last night to leave the windows of my car cracked... this resulted in wet pants as i drove to work. hope you're well!
hey rocco--
snow, ricotta pancakes, an extra two hours of sleep, good cheer, and an adorable staffie. la vida es bella.
"Yes, I like your hat...." And that's straight out of Go Dog Go by Dr. Seuss ;)
I didn't know france made maple syrup
i'm jealous of yourself too. majorly. 'slygal'
From the Desk of Dada
Looks like it's snowing gourmet food too. Been thinking about those ricotta pancakes ever since the report. But, you know, thinking about food really doesn't cut it. I will talk with our chef, 'Niffy', to see if those can be made into a reality here in Blueville.
Nice Tacoma look on you in the kitchen. Doggie looks ready, perpetually and fashionably, ready. xoxo
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