I told myself, before the beginning of winter, that I would take care to punctuate these long snowy days with new experiences, color, and comfort. Winters are long here and about this time of year I start getting the blahs. It was perfect timing then that the first batch of sauerkraut that husband made, using the ferementation crock I gave him for christmas, was ready around the same time my brother in law experimented with making corned venison. I baked up a couple of loaves of rye, and we had ourselves a reuben fest last night.
It was the first time I've ever had a reuben, and washed down with a pint of husband's homemade beer, I must say it was delicious.
Just what I needed. It made waking up to below-zero temperatures a little more tolerable this morning.
How do you manage cabin fever, the blahs, the greys? Are you counting the days until spring?
