Three days of canceled work and staying inside to avoid losing any fingers or toes can lead to a little craziness if you’re not careful.
So I like to keep busy. Like removing the backbone from a whole chicken and then chopping it into parts. BAM. Like a boss. I’m sure it was an ugly job, but I did it, and then braised that bird carcass for some portuguese chicken (sadly, not a family recipe but, once again, from Bon Appétit). I also made bread from scratch. Basically, I spent all day in the kitchen and I kind of loved it. Patricia’s offer to be her housewife gets more and more appealing.
Also, I finished another book. I’ve read 45 so far. I’m still behind, but hey, I’ve still got the worst part of winter to get through.