Salmon on sale this weekend means I had to buy some, of course, which led to a sizable roasted portion sitting atop a bowl of Romaine...dressed with the last of some homemade Thousand Island dressing. That was the Sunday evening supper, with plenty left over with the hope of salmon croquettes to come in a day or so.
That Sunday afternoon had two particular highlights: "Voices from the Dwelling," sponsored by The Dwelling, a ministry devoted particularly to the unhoused; and running there into former neighbor and fellow educator Tryla.
Among the many passersby that Sumner helps the household connect with has been Marie, pictured below in the pinkish shirt in the middle, and who was the bringer of Scarlett to live here so happily with us. It was she who made a special effort to extend the invitation to this event at the Dwelling. It was moving and affecting to be there.
Once I was back in place at the house, though, I found myself drawn back to kitchen pursuits. With this past weekend’s shift in weather to a deeper feeling of autumn, accompanied by the return to standard time and its early darkness, plus the breezy rustle and soft crunch underfoot of the fallen leaves, I found nutmeggery on my mind.
Storebought eggnog from its early appearance at Trader Joe’s had been hanging out patiently in the fridge for me to get moving on something that foretold the holidays were coming, so Sunday I started slow and easy in the vein with a batch of eggnog sugar cookies. I like the way they turned out, although I wish not so much as to have so raised the tally of consumed cookies.
"Soft & Chewy Eggnog Cookies," by Lindsay Conchar of LifeLoveandSugar.com. [Published 26 November 2019 / Updated 30 November 2021]
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