"I’m not going to tell you the story the way it happened. I’m going to tell it the way I remember it." ~ Great Expectations (the movie, 1998)
Thursday, January 1, 2009
No Chestnuts, but an Open Fire
I dined on one of the traditional "lucky" New Year's Day foods at my daughter's home this evening: Hoppin' John, a combination of seasoned blackeyed peas and rice. My son-in-law, who is a pretty good cook (actually, he's a really good cook, but I don't want to inflate his ego too much), prepared the meal. In addition to the blackeyed peas and rice, he baked a delicious cornbread casserole, and dressed up a spiral-cut ham with a liberal application of maple-flavored Log Cabin Syrup. Yummy!!
The front section of their large home (living room, dining room, kitchen and den) is heated during the winter by a wood-burning stove. We had a lovely fire this evening to take off the chill, and I couldn't resist getting a few photos of the flickering flames.
I came back home warm and full of good food, an altogether satisfactory end to the first day of this new year.