Have you ever had that feeling that something was going to turn out a specific way? Where you know everything is lined up and is going to go in a certain direction.
I get that from time to time. It’s a really strange feeling that the ground beneath you is going to shift. I’m not feeling it yet but in two months I’d be surprised if we’re in Texas.
If we’re headed toward moving there are a lot of items in the freezer and pantry we need to eat. Brother John’s deer, Wobbly (a chuck steak from a farm animal), fries, pizza. Lots in the frig as well. And the ersatz pantry includes babas au rhum from Sicily (a gift from Rocco), hearts of palm, artichoke hearts, dried cranberries, mincemeat, plus tons of pasta, rice (Arborio et al) and legumes.
Any ideas would be appreciated. I don’t feel the moving vibe quite yet, but times are a’changing. Dee
I checked it out and it’s babas in limoncello from Sicily. Sorry Rocco.