That risotto is so good, why is it so cold here?

Y'all, I am freezing. FREEZing! I took Percy for a walk this morning and had on a turtleneck, scarf and jacket and thought I wouldn't make it. I am so over any semblance of winter and cannot wait to get to New Orleans! Last night's dinner was wonderful. This risotto is the bomb, and the fennel-sultana bread, toasted and drizzled with honey, made a really, really good breakfast this morning. I'll post that recipe soon.

Delicious risotto, fab looking bread

Challenge of the day...what is this?

No surprise how that type got its name, eh? It was delicious with its mycological kin in tonight's dinner. And I even had a conjoined mush...

I am very happy T is home, and I might be slightly tipsy because, truly, it was a day filled with whine. Now, wine. The bread is cooling- how wonderful does this loaf look? Off to slather with butter and taste. I have just realized that our trip on Saturday will require that I pack. For me and the boys. No good. I hate packing. Blarg!

The crocuses just a bit later, mushroom heaven

Look how lovely the crocuses looked when I returned home a few hours after snapping them still asleep earlier this morning. Hello, Day! I don't think I'd like these little floral gifts so much if they didn't completely remind me of The Runaway Bunny, that darling children's book in which the bunny hides in a crocus but of course his mommy finds him. Also, I am thankful that this intrepid flower refuses to stay put underground, even when spring seems as if it will never come.

After a much-needed work-out, I went to the market and came across this gorgeous display of mushrooms. I got a sampling of all but the black trumpets and might make my brown rice risotto with them later tonight. We've got some fantastic Humboldt Fog cheese (have you discovered this delicacy? WOW) that would pair beautifully with them.