January, there is no hope. February is the month of slight hope, but not this year with snow storms galore each weekend. But we are on the brink of March, and March is good hope. Good hope for the snow to melt and the temperatures to rise, and a whiff of spring on a few days, shedding layers and wearing real shoes again. First of all, there is spring break, good weather or not, that’s one of the best parts of March.
Maybe, I even get around to cook something interesting again, instead of taking myself out more often than not, because it just collapses shopping, chopping, cooking, eating and cleaning up into well, eating.
Salad: radicchio, red cabbage, red beets, fennel, cherry tomatoes and balsamic vinaigrette.