Last week was a fun week in my house. My good friend from Tennessee, the Housewife of Blogger fame was here for a visit.
We began each of the six mornings with my customary double espresso followed by a huge helping of laughter, which really is the best medicine. We cooked, we ate, shopped and laughed even more.
We wrote down the details to recount later in a blog and posted enough photos on Facebook to suitably annoy our friends. We sat by the fire each unseasonably cold night, discussing blogging and tweeting, the world's problems, respective families and our lives so far apart from each other.
The Housewife and I lunched at Soho South Cafe, enjoying the view provided by Juan, our handsome server. This cheered the three study-weary girls who tagged along, on a much needed break from finals week. AndI finally got to introduce her to one of my close Savannah friends.
A few Christmas gifts were found at the Paris Market on Broughton Street and the Savannah Bee Company provided us with a taste of sweetness plus some apiary education. I had to pull the Housewife out of there. She has empty hives at home and is planning for bees in the spring of 2011. We both departed a little bit sticky from the samples of honeycomb, fruit and goat cheese.
This week it is back to reality. I am cooking for my church family on Wednesday, for the last time in 2010. Where did this year go?
I'm wrapping presents by the fire, while sipping homemade cocoa...Oooh, I forgot to tell you about the enormous, homemade marshmallows from Back in the Day Bakery.
They make vanilla as well, but Peppermint remains my favorite! Make a big mug of hot chocolate and plop them in! They fill up the entire mug, so be careful!
Here is the recipe for cocoa. Serves two. (Forget that powdered artificial stuff):
2 c. milk
4 T. sugar, or less, to taste
2 T. cocoa
dash of vanilla
pinch of salt
pinch of instant coffee or espresso powder
Place all ingredients in a small saucepan to heat on the stove. Heat until piping hot, whisking to blend. Pour into mugs and top with sweetened whipped cream or homemade marshmallows. It will warm you all the way through!
I am making lists, dreaming of sugarplums, stacking firewood and trying to avoid the Christmas rush. I remain in exile in Coastal Georgia, missing my far-away friend.
My house is a little too quiet since she flew away to the west... Well, until all three of the dogs begin to bark in unison at the arrival of my husband. Warm wishes!