Yes!
It's snowing in Alleghany County for the first since Thanksgiving.
By 9:00am we had 2.5 inches and it was still snowing.
We settled in with nice fire after a breakfast of biscuits made with Martha White Hot-Rize flour, lard and buttermilk, a skillet of Nahunta sausage, the last of Mary Earp's handmade pear perserves, real butter and coffee.
Well, at 3:00pm we had only have 3.5 inches of snow. But, flakes were still flying.
We went into Sparta for lunch today at the counter in the back of The General Store. I enjoyed an all-the-way hot dog, cup of potato soup, an orange Nehi in a bottle from the ice box with the bottle cap opener on the side. While the CFO and I shared a warm homemade peach cobbler just taken from the oven and served with scoops of vanilla ice cream on top, they were making a milk shake from scratch (in a genuine shake maker that goes "whirrrrrrr") for the kid a few stools down from us. Sign on the wall above the counter: "Lunch is free tomorrow."
A nice thing about lunch counters is that you can strike up conversations with all kinds of interesting people. The couple next to us today were celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary by going on a honeymoon trip once a month through the year. Neat idea.
After lunch, I bought a big, floppy cowboy hat at the General Store and had a cup of coffee at Bear Essentials Cabin Outfitters. We then visited Farmer's Hardware to sharpen my pocket knife on their well worn diamond stone and finished by stocked up on provisions at Food Lion. No panic here: plenty of milk and bread left on the shelves.
After all that it was time to go home for a nice afternoon nap, followed by a quiet hike in the still falling snow under my new hat.
At the official Sunset Ridge Martini Time (6:00pm and don't miss it), the snow is 4.5 inches deep and it's still coming down. Dinner tonight was a garlic pork roast cooked in our Lodge Dutch oven, collard greens with vinegar dressing and baked sweet potatoes with butter, all served with a nice Italian wine.
And, as Samuel Pepys often wrote in his diary, "So to bed."
Let it snow!
By 9:00am we had 2.5 inches and it was still snowing.
We settled in with nice fire after a breakfast of biscuits made with Martha White Hot-Rize flour, lard and buttermilk, a skillet of Nahunta sausage, the last of Mary Earp's handmade pear perserves, real butter and coffee.
Well, at 3:00pm we had only have 3.5 inches of snow. But, flakes were still flying.
We went into Sparta for lunch today at the counter in the back of The General Store. I enjoyed an all-the-way hot dog, cup of potato soup, an orange Nehi in a bottle from the ice box with the bottle cap opener on the side. While the CFO and I shared a warm homemade peach cobbler just taken from the oven and served with scoops of vanilla ice cream on top, they were making a milk shake from scratch (in a genuine shake maker that goes "whirrrrrrr") for the kid a few stools down from us. Sign on the wall above the counter: "Lunch is free tomorrow."
A nice thing about lunch counters is that you can strike up conversations with all kinds of interesting people. The couple next to us today were celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary by going on a honeymoon trip once a month through the year. Neat idea.
After lunch, I bought a big, floppy cowboy hat at the General Store and had a cup of coffee at Bear Essentials Cabin Outfitters. We then visited Farmer's Hardware to sharpen my pocket knife on their well worn diamond stone and finished by stocked up on provisions at Food Lion. No panic here: plenty of milk and bread left on the shelves.
After all that it was time to go home for a nice afternoon nap, followed by a quiet hike in the still falling snow under my new hat.
At the official Sunset Ridge Martini Time (6:00pm and don't miss it), the snow is 4.5 inches deep and it's still coming down. Dinner tonight was a garlic pork roast cooked in our Lodge Dutch oven, collard greens with vinegar dressing and baked sweet potatoes with butter, all served with a nice Italian wine.
And, as Samuel Pepys often wrote in his diary, "So to bed."
Let it snow!
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