We’re in the throws of winter here in the Midwest – although we managed to dodge big blizzard, ‘Jonas’, of 2016 and for that I am grateful (I mean seriously, 40-inches of snow in 24 hours?!!). However, there is something to be said about being snowbound while the white stuff tumbles furiously from the sky – it can be magical. But when you live in the country like we do, there is always the fear and trepidation of loss of power that usually accompanies said blizzard.
And suddenly, it was September. The Professor and I are home this month and we’ve been taking advantage of ‘no travel’ by tidying up our abode – fresh paint on walls, dusting everything in the rooms from floor to ceiling and moving furniture around. I don’t know if there’s such a thing as ‘fall-cleaning’ but if there is, this is what we’ve been doing.
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Musical pairing – Downtime by Vonda Shepard
Until about three months ago, I’d never heard of black rice, or ‘forbidden’ rice. But during one of our stays on Vashon, Chef Danny made a pot of black rice and served it with a simple pork loin roast and some roasted vegetables; not only was the rice a hit but it looked beautiful on the plate too. I finally found a source in my area, tossed it in my rice cooker and 30 minutes later, voila – perfectly cooked black rice.
Musical pairing – Rhythm of Love by Plain White T’s
I remember arriving in Indiana for the first time more than 15 years ago; it was late August and the heat was staggering. My clothes stuck to my body, my hair frizzed, my energy zapped an hour after I left the house . . . this Northwest girl was not used to that kind of humidity. By October, Jack Frost had already had his way with the pumpkins and when November rolled around, snow had fallen; my first semester of classes ended the first week of December with a whopping high of 18 degrees and ice on the ground . . .
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Musical pairing – Superman by Five For Fighting
It was a Friday afternoon and both The Professor and I were still in our jammies; we were each working on our laptops when we saw our UPS man drive his truck down the alley towards our studio. The Professor jumps up and races for the bedroom to make a quick change into a pair of street shorts – I mean it was like Superman leaping tall buildings and it was quite a site to see! Our cats all scattered in a million different directions and I was not at all looking like a poised and composed Lois Lane.