Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

February 24, 2014

Winter Blahs

Winter has broken me.

It may be my least favourite season, but this year seems worse than usual.

I'm tired of snow. I'm tired of the cold. I'm just tired and uninspired and it's only February.


Longing for this weather.

March 24, 2013

March Blues

March is when I start to get antsy - winter is not quite over, yet it's not quite spring. I'm desperately itching for warmer weather, some sunshine to pass these dreary grey days.


Cooking-wise, I've been uninspired. I'm at the point of the year where I'm tired of root vegetables and cabbages and ready to pounce on the first sign of delicate leafy greens. I finally opened my jars of strawberry and raspberry preserves, which has me dreaming of summer. I'm counting down the months until peach season is here.

Can you tell I am a summer baby?


The weather has been warm enough to start the flow of the maple sap. I visited a maple sugar bush, ate piping hot pancakes doused in melted butter and maple syrup. Fact: pancakes are so much better eaten in a non-heated cabin after a good work out.


I am going back into hibernation until the air smells sweet of spring showers.

Until then.

February 29, 2012

Roasted Beets & Potatoes with Quinoa

We've been having an unusually mild winter, which, to be honest, I am quite pleased about. I've mentioned that I hate the cold, right? (It's the one thing I can't shut up about, I know. I get cold really easily, especially in the extremities.)



We're in the midst of root vegetables season. Normally I'd be yearning for some leafy greens but since my discovery of beets, I don't seem to mind.



I can't get enough of them. There was this one week where I ate so much of it that my urine turned a disconcerting reddish/pink colour. Not to worry, a quick google told me that this can be normal. Or that I am low in iron (which would explain why I am cold all the time.)


December 30, 2011

Carrot Soup



Winter is officially here and by that, I don't mean the actual season (though that is also true). Snow arrived this week, covering the grounds (which means I have to walk through mucky slush) and it's cold out. Like minus 10 degrees C cold. This type of weather is conducive to colds (the malady), which I am suffering from as we speak.

Is it spring yet?



I have been craving for stews and soups like there's no tomorrow. For weeks, I could think of nothing but chili and cornbread and had to make them to squelch the craving.