A bit more snow fell today, maybe 5-6 inches so far. Just enough to make the trip to the grocery store dangerous--not the roads, the aisles in the store. Nothing like a little snow and a holiday to turn the store into a mad house.
We'll spend a quiet night with a few friends, grilling steaks and boiling lobster, eating bacon-wrapped scallops drizzled in maple syrup (if you haven't tried the drizzle--you should) and sipping rose' champagne. For dessert, I'm trying bumbleberry bundles. Should they work out, I'll share the recipe.
Tomorrow, Sarah and John arrive from the city of brotherly love and we'll spend Friday, Saturday and Sunday afternoon deciding what place will be suitable to hold a wedding. Then, on Monday, we turn our attention to the Buckeyes, hoping this year's bowl performance is a bit better than the last two.
Happy New Year to you all.