After it proved so satisfying back in November to make a dinner of loaded baked potatoes, I found that a reasonable course of action last Friday evening, when there were four small Russet potatoes remaining from a larger bag. Washed, rubbed with olive oil, coated in kosher salt, and roasted at 400°F for an hour, they came out perfect again...even though I consider myself pretty unpracticed at the art of baking a potato.
The 24th of January at the end of an extended arctic deep freeze seems an especially odd time to see a bluebird couple checking out the house mounted on the fence. But sure enough, there they were Friday morning while I was meeting over coffee with a neighbor. Stopping the conversation to photograph the moment seemed rude so you might have to just rely on my word here.
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