My mother and grandmother's voices keep whispering in my ear "don't go out in bad weather unless you absolutely have to". After postponing our mutual birthday celebration once, it seemed sort of necessary to me and my friends agreed. Despite winds blowing newly fallen snow around and a temperature barely above zero, we decided to give it the
old schoolgirl try. We were smart enough to turn back home if the going got too rough. One friend drove up to ride with me the fifteen or so miles to the scene of the party. She brought along a bag of even warmer clothes than she was already wearing. There may have even been a shovel and kitty litter in there!! Diana was prepared to dig us out or go for help. Sticking to the main roads as much as possible, our only peril seemed to be pot holes. I managed to avoid most by maneuvering a la Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. We made it!!
We ate cake!
Dark chocolate and cherry bundt cake
with black cherry ice cream
and hot chocolate sauce.
First we reminisced over
a sunny bright
carrot and orange salad.
Even the presents
were packaged with warmth.
Our friend, Sheila, didn't make it down from the north side of Chicago. Alas, we'll have to have at least one more celebration when fairer weather permits her attendance. Such is the life of January birthday celebrant in the midwest.
Thanks to Ellen for a delicious meal in a lovely setting!