See Maura two years ago dressed for Super Bowl 43 and now at two years + @ the piano bench, Steelers hat by her side, ready for Super Bowl 45. Not my house- the mansion of Fifth Ave. with the huge gold and black banners on the porch at night.
And a friend at work, Ann and I, decided to knit obsessively and make four Steelers hats. Used a double strand of Cascade Superwash 220. I mailed mine to the grandchildren but forget trying to get a photo. We had fun trying. I think.
Sue B made the yellow pepper black olive topped salad for the AFC championship game and the cake was as Black and Gold as I could get it. No one would eat a licorice cake. A Brown Mountain cake (recipe) from Farm Journal with classic buttercream icing. No buttermilk in the house so I soured the milk with a T of vinegar and it tasted fine.
Smiley Cookies are from Eat ‘n Park and they were on the sign-in counter so weren’t consumed by me.
Mark has a Steelers flag to fly in the daylight and a blanket to keep warm and an Official Terrible Towel.
The last shot is the snowfall today. Hear there has been snow in Texas too. Thanks everyone near and far for the well wishes. And for putting up with the hoopla if you are a diehard Packers’ fan. (luv ya Rob)
A Longest Day
Sunday. Some things to cook.
We’ll wait for the game to begin.
Today a snowfall and weather reports.
I think I’ll knit one more hat!
The act of knitting reduces anxiety.
‘Twas the Night Before Superbowl, Fans Asleep in Their Beds-Visions of a 7th Ring, Float in Their Heads
But not overconfident. Just hopeful. And the Packers fans are dreaming the same vision I’m sure. (Actually photographed Thursday night Feb 3rd.)
Settling Down for a Long Winter’s Nap
And then you turn on the TV-
for the big game.
Have to wait all weekend long.
A two hour delay for Monday–
school, already called!
Heard Giant Eagle was packed and fans are loading up their carts with salsa, ribs and Tostitos and chips. Iron City and Yuengling, some Penn Pilsner at the Beer Distributor– you can’t purchase beer in the grocery store in Pennsylvania. Fans are careful to follow rituals and are aware that their actions might jinx the outcome. Some can’t stand to watch.
A massive cloud–
a golden light
The school bus’s red lights
The dawn reflected
in street signs.
School. Ditto machines and drinking in the smell of the purple sheets and filmstrip projectors. Who remembers?
Happy Groundhog’s Day. A friend sent an email of a groundhog finding a Lombardi trophy as a shadow.
You can click here for all the serious information from the official website in Punxsutawney PA.
I hear there are some competitors around the country but Phil lives close by …. “If Candlemas be fair and clear, there’ll be two winters in the year.” or this poem from Wikipedia “In Scotland the tradition may also derive from an English poem:
As the light grows longer
The cold grows stronger
If Candlemas be fair and bright
Winter will have another flight
If Candlemas be cloud and rain
Winter will be gone and not come again
A farmer should on Candlemas day
Have half his corn and half his hay
On Candlemas day if thorns hang a drop
You can be sure of a good pea crop
After the dinner plates were cleared at the neighbor’s house on Saturday night, Joaquin brought out a magnificent circular platter of Turrón. His mother had sent the assortment from Spain. It was a Christmas gift but fortunately for us it arrived in late January. There’s also marzipan with chocolate and a pineapple nougat on the plate, too. Sweet and a perfect finish. The area in focus is small, but you get the idea of the presentation. I should have photographed it afterward as it was about empty! Yum.
A Different Dessert
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and loaded with almonds.
This version hard.
The Italian I ate at Christmas was soft.
Turrón dates back to at least the 15th century according to wikipedia.