I first heard about the storm on Sunday.
I was visiting with my friend Paula and we got to talking about the weather when her son chimed in, “A real slob storm is headed our way on Wednesday.”
“Slob storm?” I said it half amused as the sound alone was worth a chuckle. He continued though, “Yes, a mix of snow, sleet and rain. A real mess.”
We had a snow storm on Monday which was very neat and concise here in the city. Just a few inches to form a white blanket of beauty, a bit of slush on the streets and nothing more. This morning though proved to be the predicted mess I was warned about. Slush puddles formed deep and wide at the street corners. Of course, it was the very street corners I had to cross on my way to this appointment or that. It’s at moments like those I secretly wish I could figure out how to make waders a fashionable trend.
To combat the “cabin fever” these stormy days are giving me, I decided to take a cooking class over at Haven’s Restaurant. They had a class on Vegetarian Cuisine and I signed up the moment I saw it. Ever since being diagnosed with cancer, I have questioned everything I eat and am on the computer constantly checking the various teas and foods for estrogen content. Gone are the days of carefree gluttony as I ponder farm raised fish, GMO’s, pesticides and finally estrogen. A brush with my mortality combined with digging deeper into the details of my food sources has sent shivers up my spine. I gave up beef, gluten and am just about dairy free. I am slowly becoming a vegetarian with just a hint of carnivore – that might actually be a Mediterranean diet. I get confused on these matters. What I do know is my weakness is dark chocolate and there were moments this past winter that I really could have used an intervention. I digress though.
The thing about Haven is the setting is beautiful. There’s an old farm table where we eat the meal we’ve all prepared together and then there are the flowers on the table. It’s just what I dream my everyday life should be and somehow can’t seem to make it so. This particular class was really calm with easy recipes to follow. We made Quinoa burgers and a lovely squash dish with roasted kale. I have to admit by the time we sat down to eat I had forgotten I had arrived in a down coat that strongly resembles a sleeping bag with sleeves. Need I say, it is not slimming. I had actually forgotten everything and just melted into the moment.
Rumor has it there is a winter storm headed our way on Sunday. I’m contemplating taking another cooking class. I wouldn’t mind exploring soups, stews or maybe even curries. Anything to escape the winter blues.