Mary Oliver

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?"

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Snow, Food, & Knitting, Not Necessarily in That Order

I tried again with the roasted sweet potatoes last night and this time, I got a winner. I took one sweet potato, six or so little red skinned potatoes, one Granny Smith apple, and the leftover parts of a yellow pepper, an orange pepper, and a purple onion, chopped it all, tossed the lot with olive oil and roasted it on a pan at 450. After 20 minutes I shook the pan, put it back in for 15 more minutes, then grated some parmesan cheese on it and let it melt. Oh my, it was delicious. I could have eaten the whole pan of it myself, but I was a nice wife and shared it with Steve.

I sauted chicken breasts in white wine and a little olive oil, but they weren't anything to brag about. A little bland, actually. Such is the dinner mojo this week. One win and a couple of losses. The rest of the week I'm eating out due to work and class committments, so hopefully my average of good meals will improve, eh?

As for knitting, I started a Pebble vest for my friend's baby boy shower gift. I'm using a lovely soft yarn, Berroco Vintage, I couldn't resist buying a few weeks ago. It's a darker blue (need to find the label) than I'd normally use for a baby gift, but I'm branching out a bit. Still haven't figured out the error on the cream and toffee cardigan, but I will. Eventually.

We're expecting an inch or two of snow tonight, which of course has our local weather forecasters besides themselves. I'm personally hoping for a snow day (yes, two inches would do it for us here in the wimpy south), or at the very least, a two hour delay. What can I say? I'm a middle school teacher!

1 comment:

  1. yay! Snow! Better you than me. If we went by standards in the south, we'd still be snowed in from the 14 inches that fell last week. I went down some side streets in Detroit that were still not plowed. If I didn't have an SUV, I'd still be there.

    Bought some vintage in likely the same blues for a baby blanket for my soon to be great nephew.