The snow came down all day, the wind howled, the drifts mounted around the house. Three weather advisories warned us not to leave unless absolutely necessary. I stayed put. But a second day of scrounging through the refrigerator found it considerably barer. Happily I came upon a piece of flank steak in the freezer, a jar of kimchee (how old, I wonder?) and a single sad head of butter lettuce. Visions of Bulgogi danced in my head.
Scrounging for Dinner Again
Scrounging for Dinner Again
Scrounging for Dinner Again
The snow came down all day, the wind howled, the drifts mounted around the house. Three weather advisories warned us not to leave unless absolutely necessary. I stayed put. But a second day of scrounging through the refrigerator found it considerably barer. Happily I came upon a piece of flank steak in the freezer, a jar of kimchee (how old, I wonder?) and a single sad head of butter lettuce. Visions of Bulgogi danced in my head.