The terrible news about the school shooting has not helped much and has left me quite weepy in the evenings as I listen to NPR's Morning Edition while cooking dinner. Technology has made it so that I can feel connected to American current events and culture even when I would rather bury my head in the sand.
I've been surprisingly good at keeping the winter food blahs at bay. It's mostly due to my love of Ottolenghi's vegetarian cookbook. I would shower the world (or at least all of my friends and acquaintances) with his books if I could. I know that I need to broaden my horizons and add a few more cookbooks into the rotation--forlorn Tessa Kiros books on my shelf, I'm thinking of you you--but I can't get enough of his warm and hearty meals. Maybe it's because he lives in London and knows a thing or two about the cold days when the damp seeps in.
I need to go make some soup and stare at my Christmas tree for a few minutes before I head outside and soak up the few hours of overcast sun that we still have today. Only a few more days until the sun starts staying up longer.