Slow Simmer

What a night. I have not seen a snow storm like this in years.

In the early 90s Ginny and I were stuck in Seattle during a horrendous snow storm that hit suddenly in the afternoon. My office was in Queen Anne and Ginny was at Seattle U.

I remember we left Seattle around 3 or 4 and both got home after midnight. It was such a relief when we made it. We sat up for hours talking about our adventure. That was fun.

This time I I decided to stay at the office. I don’t have young kids now, and I guess less courage.

Also, I have to send pages tomorrow. I felt confident I could get home OK, but the morning could be a serious problem, and pages still need to be sent.

Enumclaw, where I live, has more than 8-inches of snow and the roads are challenging at best.

My son is taking care of the house and making sure the water is dripping so the pipes do not freeze.

I wish I had an oven and stove top here. I need to do some prep work for Thanksgiving. Tonight I was planning  to make turkey stock  and I was going to start the pie crusts.

This year I am making brioche bread for Thanksgiving rather than rolls.

I make a cheesecake for the kids with 5 pounds of cream cheese and a cherry topping. I taught Katy, my daughter, how to make it and she has mastered it. She has been making it the last two years, but because of the storm she may not make it home from Spokane.

I will probably make my cherry-carmel pie (this is a recipe I developed a month or so ago from a mistake) and a pumpkin pie — that is if I make it home by Thursday.