Sunday, January 08, 2006

Snow #4

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.


Urban Agrarian said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

I agree alfredo sauce doesn't sound like it goes, but the idea of a reuben pizza sounds interesting. I haven't seen them here yet.

PatL said...

Well, UA, if you're ever in a town with a Foodee's Pizza, (an east-coast chain, I'm afraid) you must stop inand have it. It's fabulous! Tart sauerkraut, salty corned beef, mustard sauce, swiss cheese, on a chewy crust. There used to be one in my town, and I swear I went into mourning when they closed shop. So I was doubly despondent when the one I tried Sunday didn't even come close. Sigh. I'm sad all over again, just thinking about it.

There. I'm over it now. :o)