Yesterday I was hurdled into an early case of the Januarys. I was born in January, so typically I thrive in its frigid, unpredictable nonsense. Last year the death of my Grandfather was just a little bit too much January for me to handle and this year January seems to be stepping it up once again.
Thanks to a little extra time at my disposal, I am going to fight the Januarys with food. Just this morning I learned my darling husband can cook a perfect over medium fried egg. He’s an expert at scrambled eggs, but I must say I was rather surprised when I received two completely unbroken yolks.
I always thought the phrase “when life hands you lemons make lemonade” a bit cliche, but for once I just may take a cliche and try to live it. So if you’re interested, you can follow me along on the journey. There might be a lot of lemonade, lemon bars, lemon curd, and even lemon chicken. Please bare with me and I’ll try to mix in a bit of oranges when I get the chance.
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