But today I'm cold. I'm not a sock fan. With or without shoes, I'd rather leave the socks off. And remember this post? No Shots Allowed - I don't like fuzzy slippers, they're bad things. So, I'm pretty sure my inability to warm up today is due to a lack of socks on my feet, my feet on cold tile floor, and the Smootie King Caribbean Way in my hand.
I'm sitting here, dreaming of hot cocoa and a night of cuddling on the sofa with He's Too Good To Me and an old Deborah Kerr/ Cary Grant, Rock Hudson, or William Holden movie. Any or all of those leading men would do.
But I can't see that happening in the near future. I failed to mention we would be alone for the evening - like I said - I'm dreaming. Remember, I have four children, all of whom happen to think home is where the heart is.
Now I will shift my rambling to one of my favorite cold weather foods. Beef Stew.
I wish I had an old family recipe to pass on to you, but, shamefully - or not, I use the McCormick seasoning packet. Nothing I have found can beat it.
I like to cook, but I'm not freakish about it, and after spending a day back and forth in the kitchen making these babies . . .
. . . a packet for the stew works just fine for me.
These bread bowls are as yummy as they look.
And when filled with steaming hot stew . . .
. . . they will warm the heart.
After the mixing and kneading and first rising, seperate dough (which makes two loaves) into six balls. Spray bowls. Using a standard - but oven safe - cereal bowl shape the bowls over the bowls - get it?
Let cool completely before removing from bowls. I know, I really could use some new baking sheets. But these are antiques, pre-historic. Irreplaceable?
Again . . .
Am I making you hungry? Or, at least, warm?
John 6:35 " Jesus said, . . . I am the bread of life."