Sunday, February 24, 2008

In Celebration of a Spring-like Day: Smelt

No, it isn't really Spring, but the thermometer says 45 degrees (F) in the shade, the sky is blue, the snow melting, the sun blindingly brilliant. What could be better for dinner than a mess of fried smelt (from somewhere in Canada, I suppose) a big salad, Spanish rice, some Mexican asparagus, a slice of cherry pie?

Not an entirely authentic Great Lakes dinner, but close enough for February.


Blogger Susan Och said...

I'm calling it spring, in the northern sense. The chixkadees and cardinals are singing their spring songs, insistantly, and I can't sleep in anymore, even though I work until midnight or 2 am.

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