I know, I know...two food posts in a row? Let me explain about my blogging lately.
I'm waiting for spring which, as usual, is taking its time getting here. The snowdrops and crocuses have bloomed, the sparrows have moved back, the sun is making an appearance more often than not now, and the chives have started poking up through the ground. I just want out - out of the house, out of these layers of clothing - the cabinfever is relentless.
I also don't have any range reports. We went to the store the other day and the ammo shelves were bare. I am not exaggerating - it freaked me out. So I'm hoarding the little bit of .380 I have left and go to the range with a box of .22, hoping that any practice at all is better than none.
I read the news and am alternately scared, angry, and...no. That's it. I'm just scared and angry. I was going to say that I was also amused by the bumbling incompetence and idiotic policies coming out of this administration but then the reality of the next 4 years hits me and I get scared and angry all over again. I mean, Barry & Co. would be hilarious if it weren't for the fact that they were running the country. So I write about it because I can't not - I need to vent my fear and frustration but it's nothing more than spitting in the wind.
So I try to do quiet, mindful, satisfying things that I love. I write, I read, I tinker around in my studio...and I cook. One of the more useful things about this struggling economy (and the resulting effect on Mike's job) is that I've had to start being more creative in the kitchen - I make things from scratch, I experiment with cheaper cuts of meat, I buy in bulk. We scrimp and save a bit more than we have in the past so that we won't have to do without the little luxuries we love...like fancy cheese, microbrewed beer and, of course, bacon.
bacon in the waffles?