A weekend without Twisted Root may just become a weekend without. The short story is that it was cold, cold and more cold. But enough bike riding that I could spend time with friends for eating, drinking and merryment guilt-free! And, yes... I did get to go to Twisted Root for a burger...
If they interviewed me, I'd be the "I always order the Western."
If you haven't gotten Twisted, there's no time like now.
So my mother-in-law sent me out to buy some wine last night. While I was gone, a Christmas present arrived at the house - apparently the focus of a little discussion I missed out on...
Cornish Hens. Fabulous stuff. Some rice, broccoli and a lovely salad of greens and asparagus.
This afternoon, Amanda and her mom were putting together a batch of fudge and several loaves of apple bread.
And then there were the peanut butter balls.
Yessiree... It's a darn good thing I'm a cyclist. Guess I'll be gearing up and going out for a ride later on. The road shoulders are still covered in snow, but the roads are clear. It may even warm up a bit late in the afternoon. Currently, it's 22 degrees... I think our neighbors across the street still don't have power.