“The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in a another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?”-J.B. Priestley
Well, OF COURSE, the natural follow to a hurricane would be….a snowstorm.
We have officially just gotten our first snowfall. And it’s a beauty. I can say this with first-snowfall joy in my voice because we are lucky to have power back, have gotten the house back in order and have relatively regrouped from last week’s weather-mess.
Now we can enjoy the white stuff.
That said, with six unexpected days off from school, followed by Election Day (no school), followed by a two-hour early dismissal and now a two-hour delayed start, I’m beginning to fear that my children’s minds are turning to oatmeal and eight weeks of schooling just went out the window…but…hey! They are honing their skills in the areas of board games, home-survival and popcorn consumption. Guess it evens out somewhere along the line. Now they can add snowman building to that resume.
Some observations this morning…
-Last night, as I cuddled with my daughter in bed, pre-sleep post-reading, we listened to the sound of…nothing. There is possibly nothing more enthralling than the non-sound of falling snow. I suppose there is a small sound present, but it’s the very definition of “gentle”. There’s always that bit of time during a snow storm when it is absolutely silent, save the frosty sounds of snowflakes landing on the cold earth. A teeny, tiny crackly, crunch. When does the world ever get that quiet? It’s deafening and soothing all at the same time.
-On a lighter note, please remind me next year when the first snow jacket/snow boot catalogues show up a week after school starts…to order immediately. Just as we groan that “Hey, it’s fall! We can’t be thinking about snow yet!!”…that’s when to order. Pronto. And then we will be prepared for the snow that arrives when a certain someone (me) is planting spring bulbs (yesterday). This morning, my children might look a little “last year” as they tromp to school in these snowy conditions. Nothing like rummaging for scarves and mittens in the attic at the cold, dark hour of 7am.
-A snowy, gorgeous morning…cozy duvets…opening a new bag of coffee beans and inhaling deeply…and having electricity. These are the good things, people! No complaints today!
-Soup and snow go together. They just do. It’s like winter’s swimming pool…dive in, baby.
Here’s a good soup that I made last night…served with a crusty French baguette and a baby kale salad. Enjoy!
Loaded Potato Soup, courtesy of Cooking Light magazine and slightly amended by me
6 red potatoes, peeled and cubed
olive oil to coat the pan
1/2 cup chopped onion
4 cups low-sodium chicken broth
3 Tb. flour
2 cups fat free or 1% milk, divided
1/4 cup reduced-fat sour cream
1/2 tsp. salt
ground pepper to taste
3 bacon slices
1/2 cup cheddar cheese, shredded
3 scallions, chopped
In soup pot, coat pan with olive oil (about 1 Tb.). Saute onions until translucent. Add chicken broth and cubed potatoes. While potatoes are cooking, combine flour and 1/2 cup milk in a small bowl, stirring until smooth. As potatoes cook, add flour mixture to pot with remaining 1.5 cups milk. You want to cook until the potatoes are softened but not mushy.
While soup is cooking, in another pan, cook bacon. Cool and cut into small pieces.
Bring soup to boil, stirring frequently. Cook one minute. Remove soup from heat, stir in sour cream, salt and pepper. Use immersion blender to quickly blend…leave some chunks of potato and also cream some of it.
Serve soup with a sprinkling of cheddar cheese, bacon and scallions.
Enjoy the snow!