Going a little lazy on the photo up there, I clipped one from Simply Recipes.
Because we’ve been under the weather for a while around here, a friend brought us a loaf of apple cake, a quart of greens and three different soups yesterday: pasta e fagioli, chili and chicken noodle. With every bite, Herman kept saying, “She’s old school.” I think he meant that she cooks like our mothers’ generation, but who knows? His eyes were rolling back in their sockets at the time, and he had this strange, beatific smile on his face.
The rain continues and I need to walk a little. I’ll give it a try if it clears today. This body has been dormant for so long, I’m afraid it will not even know what to do.