While I trekked into the Bronx last Saturday for work, Jordan planned a feast back at home. Rain turned to sleet and that soon turned to snow, and before we knew it we were in the midst of a freak (October!) snowstorm. By the time I was back at the lake, the roads were a mess and it felt like January. It was quite a sight – orange and yellow leaves covered in white. My favorite part of living up here is that the backdrop makes everything extra beautiful.
J couldn’t have picked a better day for corn and potato chowder with crumbled bacon on top. He combined two different recipes from a Hudson Valley cookbook I got him to whip up this treat.
Dinner that night was sauteed kale over pumpkin polenta (recipe from the same Hudson Valley cookbook) but I couldn’t get a decent photo because our power was out by then (the polenta was already made, and our gas burners still worked, so the kale was sauteed by candlelight). We spent the night in front of a raging fire, listening to tree limbs snapping outside as the foliage buckled under the weight of heavy, wet snow. On Sunday, after using leftover snow to flush the toilets and to water our plants, we packed up the car with all our food and drove into Manhattan to stay with family for a few days until our water and heat returned.
Jordan says I need a hobby. So this is it (for now), and it’s gonna be largely about him.
Over the years, I’ve watched him become a truly talented cook. In the beginning, he worked his magic in a dark and dingy apartment shared with two roommates. Then there was our first shared apartment, a small step up, with an tiny old school 1970’s (yellow) kitchen. Now, he has a spacious, light-filled, and newly updated space, situated on a lake in the woods. We’ve come a long way.
I’m predicting that this new setting will inspire more elaborate meals (it already has) and more dinner parties (it already has). I’m also predicting that it will inspire me to better document everything – something I have been doing very inadequately thus far.