Chicken Curry Saturday

Image from Epicurious.

I wake up to see the time on the alarm clock and sigh happily as today I don't have to rush to get my feet on the floor, so I roll over for another hour or two of dozing.

Easy does it bundling up. Two layers of track pants, two layers of gloves, a scarf and a wind breaking parka should keep the cold away on this bitter cold but sunny morning.

Running down the street, crunching snow under my feet, leaving cloud puffs of my warm exhale behind me.

Wandering through the too-quiet grocery store still filled with staff stocking shelves and filling produce bins.

Chatting with folks I know as I wait in line while thinking what will be on the menu for today.

Cleaning out the fridge to fill it with all the goodies I can't wait to eat.
Coffee brews.
Bacon sizzles.
The home fries are getting crispy and brown.
Eggs create a tasty variety of dishes as I take the requests of my household.

We all sit together and listen to NPR playing "This American Life" as we eat our lunch that was almost brunch. There is no hurry, no where we HAVE to be today, so that is not a problem at all.
I Thank God for that.

The crock pot simmers with spices, chicken and the rice steamer blows hot air for the dinner that is still hours away.
Thankfully, the steamer is the only hot air in my world for today.
Today is a Chicken Curry Saturday.