February, month of despair,
with a skewered heart in the centre.
I think dire thoughts, and lust for French fries
with a splash of vinegar.
-Margaret Atwood, from "February" (1995)
in Everyday, Food and Drink, Outdoors, Poetry
Food and Drink
Anyone who knows me probably knows I don't drink coffee. But that doesn't mean I don't like a cozy place to warm up and dive into a book for a while during the cold months. Just a few blocks from Shenandoah is just such a nice spot--small, local, full of character (and characters): Hopscotch Coffee Roasters. They seem to take their coffee pretty seriously too, offering subscriptions to their fresh crop offerings and roasting their beans in small batches on-site. You know, if you're into that kind of thing.
A wonderful evening with James and Kate who hosted a dinner party yesterday evening. It was especially a treat to meet the wonderful Finnish pianist Paavili Jumppanen and pick his brain about the Schumann Humoreske!
First Thanksgiving for Melissa and Michael, hosted at their home in Lake Ridge. Also the first Thanksgiving for eight-week-old Milton!