Someone's Bitter

Updated on Monday, March 2, 2009 at 12:00PM by Stash

Snow, you bitter mistress, where did you come from?  You were nowhere to be seen at three this morning.  Now it's absurdly early, and not only are you falling, but you've already laid a base coat on the ground.

Delta calls.  Flight is cancelled tomorrow.  Snow in Atlanta too?  She isn't just bitter, she's freaking pissed.  I remember Atlanta as a place where I could go swimming, and while still in the pool, my hair be completely dried out by the sun, which would leave a disgusting, sticky chlorine residue behind.  Never thought they'd get snowed out.

An extra day at home will be appreciated.  Can't remember the last Monday I was in town.  Good thing is, at the risk of having leftovers, I can cook tonight.  Just have to figure out what.

This would be a good day for one of those one pot meals- one of those things people call 'comfort food.'  Not exactly my specialty, especially in this region, but I want something filling, that just sits in my stomach warm.  I want to be able to feel that sensation long after the meal.

No time for hippie substitutes or even white meat.  Need fat- need sausage.  It's a great ingredient that leaves delectable bits behind that will greatly enhance everything else in the pot.  Sausage goes great with fennel-  most Italian sausages are seasoned with fennel seeds.  Dried cranberries always contribute to a wonderful wintry mix.  Get a carbohydrate in the pot and I'm done.

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