Sunday, January 08, 2006
Taken Jan 5, 2006. All rights reserved
This tiny brook runs right along the road in front of our property. Its burbling can't be heard from the house, unfortunately. It's just the sweetest sound. Only in the harshest of winters does it totally freeze over, so it provides easy access to a drink of water for the feathered friends who faithfully frequent our bird feeders out back. (Alliteration totally unintentional!)
No big cooking news today. We went out for Sunday brunch to a local Italian place, where I had a totally disappointing reuben pizza. Who would put an alfredo sauce on a reuben, I'm askin' you?
The last thing I ate or drank was a big handful of shelled edamame with kosher salt, and a caffeine-free diet Coke.