Oh, what was that spring? You’re on your way? You’re almost here? You’re just running a bit late?
I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you. My winter coat, long pants, and close-toed shoes must be affecting my hearing.
Until spring gets its you-know-what together and decides to actually show up – not just tease me with sunny skies but mid-30 temperatures – I’m going to go ahead and cook for whatever season I feel like. Right now, that means a hearty bowl of stew.
This winter, my parents bought a cow. Well, a quarter of a cow, to be more exact. Organic, grass-fed Black Angus from our vet. Nothing says “small-town” like buying a quarter side of beef from your vet…who is also referred to as “Doc”. Yep, that’s real.