Let it snow??

Just so you don’t think we’ve fallen off the face of the earth, I’ll show you a couple of images of the world of 2gourmaniacs today. We’ve been blasted by a nor’easter which dropped over two feet of snow on us. Adding to the depth of the snow are wind gusts over 40 mph which cause Great Plains like snow drifts, some well over my chest. Meanwhile our unusually amusing cat, Smudge, enjoyed frolicking in the snow, digging tunnels, and grooving on the suddenly new environment. 

 After enjoying an ample portion of french toast made from some leftover panettone and a couple of cups of black coffee, I rummaged around in the ski-gear dresser and I dug out my ski pants, long underwear, ski gloves and socks, and my ski hat. Bundled up with all that gear and with a heavy sweater and down vest, I reluctantly plunged into that traditional male role of post-blizzard snow shoveling. After several hours of it, I came back into the house. My thermal clothing was drenched with sweat, and I was covered in snow from having just tripped over an unseen step on the back deck where the snow drifts are extreme.  Believe it or not, getting back up in several feet of soft powdery snow, especially without skis or ski poles, is a challenge. And of course, Rosaria just happened to be watching this from the kitchen slider and thought it was the funniest thing she’d seen all weekend. (Tells you what kind of weekend it’s been). She made up for it though by heating up some leftover onion soup and leftover garlic mashed potatoes. It sure hit the spot on a cold Sunday afternoon (I was going to say a cold winter afternoon, but it’s not even winter yet. Hopefully this is not a harbinger of things to come). 

Two wild turkeys

There goes our grill until Spring!

As a side note, a fantastic perk about being outside this morning, besides the beauty of it all, was finding a dozen huge wild turkeys perched in various trees around our property. There was one on the ground for some reason, and both Rosaria and I were very concerned that it couldn’t fly and that it was going to freeze, sitting or standing as it was, in the snow. Of equal concern is what do turkeys eat when the ground is covered with a couple of feet of snow? Anyone know? I’m posting this with dusk descending outside. The turkeys have moved on, including the one on the ground. I hope they find a sheltered place for the night. Personally, I’m lighting a fire, having a glass of wine, and I’ll be trying to talk Rosaria into a back massage.

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