Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
The recipe books are once again sitting snugly on their shelves, instead of being strewn about the kitchen counter tops.
It's a ritual I go through every holiday. Drag out the recipe books, and yet make the same tried amd tested dishes as the year before.
We're having a blast of Arctic weather blow through today, there's whispers of the "S" word in the forecast.
I'm leaving the tartan tablecloth in place for a little while longer, the colors warm and inviting, giving dull Winter days, a much needed splash of vibrancy.
It's the perfect weather on a late blustery afternoon for indulging in lots of tea, and enjoying a shortbread biscuit or two.
"Come along inside... We'll see if tea and buns can make the world a better place."