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A couple months ago I found a recipe for “real bagels” in Cooking Light and immediately thought of my sweet hubby and his affinity for everything bagels.  (I hate them; they may have a great savory flavor, but the onion and garlic are just way too strong!)

Obviously, this was a weekend activity, so I pencilled it in for two weekends ago.  Well, that weekend came and went without the making of any bagels, so I was even more determined to cross it off this weekend!

I had intended this to be a pseudo-together project with Andrew; I was, after all, making them mainly for him.  I like a good bagel as much as the next person, but try to limit my intake of simple carbs that come in the form of GIANT breads.  Rule of thumb: go halfsies. NO EXCEPTIONS.

It being a Sunday afternoon, Andrew was all but passing out on the couch when I called to him in need of his photography skills…  (I might have guilted him, a little.)  The truth is, our kitchen right now just isn’t really big enough for two to be working, and I’ll be honest, I like to be the only cook in the kitchen.  It’s my territory.  Hands off!

(Plus, Andrew is a way better picture-taker than I am; with our atrocious lighting situation here in the kitchen and dining room, it’s all I can do to take a decent picture, let alone one that actually shows the real color of my subject.)

I halved the recipe (how in the world would the two of us be able to eat 12 bagels before they got stale?) and put the ingredients into the bowl of my mixer.

The recipe calls for barley malt syrup, which is a natural sweetener found in lots of bread recipes.  It’s similar to thins like agave nectar, brown rice syrup and maple syrup and it is more mild, so it doesn’t raise your blood sugar as quickly as other sweeteners.  I couldn’t find it anywhere in Ohio (it’s the kind of thing you find in the ‘crunchiest’ of natural grocery stores) and had to purchase it when Andrew and I were at King Arthur Flour during the fall of 2010.  I have, however, seen it in the ‘nature’s marketplace’ at Wegmans–hurray!

After a 6-minute go-around in the mixer, you knead the dough by hand for just a minute or two.

(Seriously, how to food bloggers do it??  I would never be able to photograph and work with messy hands; I’m way too much of a neat-freak and OCD about equipment.  Andrew would KILL me if I got food on his camera!  That, and I’d never get anywhere since it would take twice as long to make everything if I was taking pictures, and it already takes me a long time since I’m so fastidious about cleaning as I go and measuring and things.)

After a 30-minute rise, you divide the dough into equal portions…

…and, using your fingers, poke a hole through them and stretch it out a little.  They rise again for a few minutes on a tray while you get your water boiling.

I’m a HUGE King Arthur Flour fan and order WAY too much from them (they have such cool stuff!) and one of the things I got last time was this bag of everything bagel topping.  Andrew was in heaven when we saw it.

Traditional bagels are boiled before being baked, which creates a ‘doughy’ texture, and is what the recipe calls for.  We’ve had bagels in Montreal (which are only baked) and NYC (which are boiled) and you can really tell a good bagel from a mediocre one.  I love Panera as much as the next person, but their bagels are NOTHING compared to a fresh, puffy, boiled bagel from a Jewish hole-in-the-wall place in the city.

Side note: Andrew’s favorite place to get bagels, interestingly enough, is a place called Buck’s Bagels, located just down the road from my parents’ house outside Philadelphia.  I guess the interesting (and sad) part is that my family didn’t really ever frequent the establishment much!  We had no idea such a gem was just a mile away!  I remember my dad going there a couple times, but that was it.  So, so, SO sad.

Side-side note: That is one of my dreams: to be a ‘regular’ somewhere.  I think it stems from such a transient childhood; all I want now is to have a home and be known there and have a routine and be an actual ‘part’ of the community.  (I have to admit, between being involved in the co-op and writing for the paper, I think I’m on my way!)

After a 30-second boil (I wasn’t clear on whether or not you were supposed to flip them or not), you place them on a grate to drain and sprinkle with topping, if desired.

I made four everything and kept two plain, for me.

(BTW, I’m eating half of one of my plain bagels RIGHT NOW for breakfast!)

I joke that Andrew is so picky that I can pull a hot cookie out of the oven for him and he’d refuse it (no lie, but in his defense, he isn’t very big on chocolate-chip); not so with bagels!  It was all he could do to wait until they were cool enough to touch after baking before grabbing one of his everything bagels and chomping it down!

I, of course, wasn’t about to inhale one of mine (we had dinner plans with friends in just a few short hours!), but I wanted to taste my creation so I had a bite of his, with a little butter.  YUM!  Absolutely perfect texture!

I know I’m a little ambitious in the ‘make-everything-from-scratch’ category, but these really are pretty simple.  With their short rise and boil times, you could feasibly make these on a Saturday morning and enjoy hot bagels for breakfast–not something you can say about cinnamon rolls without a TON of prep the night before.

Speaking of making things from scratch…  I hinted at my weekend projects in yesterday morning’s post; be looking for that soon, too!  Also, I’ve done TWO blogs for the co-op recently: kale and grapefruit!  Next up: a promo for an upcoming event and more citrus!  After that, I’m looking forward to non-produce posts, like yogurt-making and baking (it is winter, after all), which will include my banana bread!  Stay tuned!

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Breakfast preview

I made all sorts of stuff this weekend!

I can’t include the links for everything now (I’m at school and don’t know how to do links on my phone), but recipes will be coming!

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This morning’s breakfast featured half a homemade bagel spread with goat cheese and prune butter (from the molasses bran muffins), half an orange and banana with baklava butter (WOW!) and a little plain yogurt with a sprinkle of granola for crunch.

I’ve gotta be good this week… This weekend was full of indulgent treats like ice cream, beer, burgers and fries–yikes!

I have lots to share–stay tuned and have a great Monday!

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Zebb’s

We were feelin’ a night out yesterday since we’d been in all day.  Well, that’s not true–I did my usual Saturday morning routine of: eating a huge breakfast, hitting up Wegmans around 8 a.m. (before it gets busy), then swimming at the gym and returning home at 11, and Andrew was at the office from 10-3–but when it was pushing 4 p.m. and both of us were still in sweats, we needed a change!

We headed out for a visit at the in-laws’ before stopping at Taste for coffee (decaf for me), then running some errands at the Verizon store (clear display covers for my phone–post coming soon to show you my new case!) and shovels at Lowe’s.  You know, because we live in Buffalo now and it snows here…a lot.  We’ve gotten by so far this year on a metal dirt shovel and we’ve been lucky to have a mild winter.  (I think God is smiling on us transplants since we don’t have a garage for our cars–NOT fun.)

Anyway, we ended up at Zebb’s, a sport-bar-like place I drive by all the time and that Andrew frequented a bit in high school.

It’s a bar and grill and they’re known for their burgers.  They also have entree’s, wings (of course) and sandwiches.

We asked to sit in the bar area and were seating long before some who had arrived before us.  We also had some of the best service I’ve had in awhile, if not ever.  Colin was awesome.

We both ended up with Blue Moons (the pint for me, the tall for Andrew) and a sample of Sam Adam’s Cherry Wheat because, well, I wouldn’t be ‘me’ if I didn’t have a sample of something.  The cherry wheat was good, but not as good as a Blue Moon.

We got wings as an appetizer.  I swear, since moving here, I’ve eaten more wings in these few months than I ever have before in my life.  This is, of course, both good and bad.  Good for my sense of ‘culture’ and assimilation into my new surroundings; bad for my hips.  And thighs.  And arteries.

I saw the “ZebbOriginalWings” and immediately wanted them, but the bleu cheese turned Andrew off, of course.  Awesome Colin said we could split an order and I eagerly anticipated their arrival.

And yes, they were everything I hoped for, and more.  They had enough “buffalo” flavor to fulfill that ubiquitous ‘wing taste,’ but with a kick of something more.  Not spicy, just really flavorful.  The bleu cheese wasn’t a dominant flavor, and Andrew was brave enough to give it a try.  We just might be ordering those next time…we both ended up saving the sauce to dip our fries!

Andrew had ordered a medium on the spicy-scale when we thought we were sharing, but Colin got the impression Andrew wanted a bit more heat than me, so he went ahead and bumped Andrew’s up to HOT…  Talk about great service!  Andrew enjoyed his wings, but they were no Pasquale’s.

Hockey is KING here, in case you didn’t know, and a tournament was on TV.  Really, all sports are pretty big here–the Bills Stadium is just a mile or so from Zebb’s–and watching football and hockey is very much a part of life here in Buffalo.  Guess I’m going to have to get a t-shirt…

Zebb’s is known for their burgers and topping bar (think Fuddrucker’s), and I’m a junkie for anything a restaurant is “known for,” so I went with the smallest burger and added cheese.  I mean, doesn’t cheese just make it?  A burger without cheese, to me, isn’t worth eating.

Speaking of eating…  I was good and only ate two of my wings in order to save room (and calories!) for my burger and fries.  But the angelic behavior ended there; I DEMOLISHED my burger and fries, with mayo, no less!  I must have been hungry.  And honestly, the burger wasn’t THAT good.  Definitely not good enough to eat it all.  Next time, I’ll stick to wings and fries :)

Meanwhile, it was snowing outside:

When we entered, there wasn’t really any snow on the ground.  By the time we left, it was blizzarding enough for us to have to drive slowly and there was about an inch or so on the ground.  It may sound odd, but I love that about living here–I love that you can go see a movie and come out to a completely different scene than when you entered.  (This, I’m sure, will get old after awhile.  But for now, it makes me smile.)

We’re going out, again, tonight to meet friends at Pearl Street (yay!), which might just mean more indulgent food for yours truly…  Good thing I did a tempo run this morning before church!

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Bravin’ the weather

I finally ran outside this morning.

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We got a dusting of snow overnight, so I was a little anxious about my footing. I think it’s going to take a season if running in the snow to really get used to it.
I was excited to wear my newest piece of running gear, my Under Armor tights.

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Last time I ran outside, my poor legs were still cold in the shower after (boy is that a weird feeling–warm water on cold legs!),so I announced to Andrew that maybe some thicker running pants were in order. You know, since we live in Buffalo now.

Look! New laces!

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These trail runners came with long, thin, round laces and they didn’t stay tied very well, so I used this as an opportunity to brighten them up. LOVE the result!

And man am I glad I had I had those shoes! For about half my run I was on snow-covered sidewalk, which felt a little like running in sand, so I was thankful for a little traction. I can’t imagine running in my regular shoes…I would have been sliding all over the place! That, and the slush would all but destroy them in a few short runs, so I’m really happy I ended up with these.

Verdict on the tights: my legs were definitely a bit warmer, during and after the run, but it also wasn’t completely frigid outside. I think a colder morning will have to determine their “cold gear” abilities, but I’m happy for an additional pair regardless.

Happy winter running, all!

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It was just that that led me to this at 9 p.m. last night:

 

Sharing chicken tenders at Tully’s with Andrew.

It all started with good intentions (don’t they all?); I had a Membership and Marketing ‘Team’ (which is what we’re calling ourselves now since it sounds more fun than ‘work group’ or ‘committee,’ which is what we’re all here for, right?  Oh, and to open a cooperative grocery store in East Aurora…) meeting at the Panera up in Cheektowaga at 6 p.m.

While I could have gotten a yummy and healthy dinner there, I find it hard to go out to eat when I have perfectly good (and potentially perishable!) food at home (despite my Christmas gift cards–thanks grandma and Mom Layer!), so I ate before I left, intending to get a tea and save some calories for ice cream later.

Anyway, our meeting ran a bit late and after a quick errand in Target, I realized I was STARVING at 8:30.  At just that moment, Andrew (who had found himself at the Eastern Hills Mall after his basketball game) called requesting my presence there–he’d been on the hunt for some on-sale golf shoes in his size and found them at the Dick’s there.  The only snafu?  Our Dick’s gift cards live in my purse.  So, off I went, driving even further away from the house and not quite sure of my destination’s exact whereabouts.

To make a very long story short, Andrew decided against the shoes just as I was nearing the mall and we found ourselves rendezvous-ing in a Dairy Queen parking lot, looking for dinner (for him) and dessert (for me).  We decided, after much conversation on the phone in separate cars, that we should probably just start driving home and be on the lookout for something along the way.

Well, we didn’t want fast food, nor did we want a traditional sit-down place (it was 9 p.m. after all) and everything else seemed to be hole-in-the-wall pizza joints.  Well, I’m not against hole-in-the-wall or pizza, but last night I wanted an establishment that would offer variety, a.k.a something for me to order that wouldn’t break the caloric bank and I’d still enjoy.  Thankfully, I had about 400 “saved” calories, so I wasn’t too worried…

ANYWAY…  We finally get to Tully’s, which is a sports bar Andrew had heard good things about, and as I was beginning to get to the point of extreme frustration with not finding anywhere and watching the clock tick on the dash, I gave in.

It was packed (the Sabres were playing–they won!) and had what seemed like an upbeat atmosphere, so I was pleasantly surprised.  Did I mention I was dressed up in jeans and boots and a cardigan and Andrew had come directly from his game?  We made quite a pair, I tell you.

After perusing the menu, we realized their specialty was their “Tully’s Tenders,” and Andrew wanted to try both the buffalo style and the regular with their special honey mustard sauce.  To get the half-price deal we had to buy two drinks, so I acquiesced and ordered a Sierra Mist.  It arrived in the largest cup I’d ever seen!  I mean, really, does anyone need a cup that big with free refills?!  (The picture does not do it justice.)  All I could see was about 40 calories, making it’s way from her hand to our table.  I resolved to enjoy a bit, but not finish the entire thing, and I’m happy to say that I succeeded.

We shared the tenders and fries and I feel like I did pretty well; of the 10 tenders we took 2.5 home and I probably ate 2.5 on my own.  It was the fries (not to mention the dreaded blue cheese!) that did me in…  I was definitely hungry, but I was just craving the salt!

This picture, while completely horrible, pretty much sums up how I felt by the end: not too full, pseudo-proud of myself for not totally overeating, and very “fat and happy.”  In the end, despite the frustration of taking awhile to find a place and being indecisive and not getting home early to get all the things done on my list that I’d planned, it was a great opportunity to spend some quality time with Andrew, away from the distractions of the house.

Tully’s Tenders might not be enough of a draw to get us back there, but I’ll remember how much fun we had on our spontaneous trip.

 

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intervals, and more

So, I totally wimped out on running outside this morning.  I was so bummed because I’d been looking forward to trying out a new pair of winter running tights I just got.  But, alas, it was damp, freezing and very windy and I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Instead, I headed to the gym to use the treadmills.  I don’t hate treadmills like some people do; in fact, I don’t even listen to music.  I’m just not really a music person and usually people-watching and checking in on what’s on whatever televisions I can see is enough for me.  Do I get bored?  Definitely.  That’s why, since moving away from my running partner, I’ve barely run on the treadmills if I can help it.  Winter here, however, will inevitably force me inside more than I’d like to be.

Anyway, I did what I normally do if I’m forced to run inside: a speed workout.  Having to actually pay attention to my speed and time is the only thing that gets me through a treadmill run. Tracking my intervals and things seems to make the time go bay faster.  I feel like I’ve done a really good job keeping up my speed despite leaving my running crowd (and therefore, ‘competition’) behind.  However, it’s the LONG runs that I struggle to fit in…

Part of it’s the weather, part of it is lack of motivation (who wants to be out on the road with no one to talk to for more than an hour??) and part of it my actual workout ‘schedule.’ With the beginning of a new semester, I’ve had to re-work my gym routine to try to fit it all in.

Here’s what it looks like:

Sunday – run outside

Monday – elliptical and weights

Tuesday – run outside, then Pilates at the gym

Wednesday – elliptical and weights

Thursday – run outside, then Pilates at the gym

Friday – elliptical and weights

Saturday – swim or maybe a class

I don’t even remember my last true long run (10+miles), and I haven’t done more than 6 since I was visiting Susy before school started earlier this month.  I was supposed to do one this past Sunday, but my body was telling me to take a break.  I don’t have a designated rest day each week, and I usually workout each day for about two weeks before my body overrides my desire to burn calories.  I know it sounds bad to not take a rest day each week, but I change up what I’m doing enough that I think I’m OK.

Anyway, I try to do long runs on Sundays since we don’t have to leave for church until 10 a.m., but they don’t always happen.  I’ve been doing a 3.5 mile loop around the house since we moved in, so it’s probably time to map another route to change it up.  And I don’t have that much time on school mornings; I like to be home with Andrew in the morning, so I can’t leave until about 8, and need to be finished and showered and heading to Pilates by 10.  Do-able, but tight.  Especially when you throw in taking care of the dog, having a snack and all the other little things one does around the house in the mornings.  I digress…

I’ve grown to really love my early-mornings and being an early-bird at the gym.  I might complain about a lack of sleep, but that’s more due to frustration with the dog’s weird hours than anything else.  As I learned the other day, more sleep is not always better!

Anyway, so this morning I was feeling intervals instead of a tempo run.  The treadmills (and ellipticals) are preprogrammed to shut-off after 30 minutes (grrr…), so I my goal each time is to get 4 miles in before I have to start cooling down.  I typically do, but it’s tight; this morning I finished my 4 at 29:45.  Here’s what I did:

0 – .5 mile warmup – 7.0 and 7.30 on the ‘mill

.5 – 4 miles intervals – 9.0 (6:30 mile) hard and 7.7 (7:47 mile) easy for 1 minute on, 2 off

2-minute cooldown

I do gradually work up to those interval times, and if I’m getting close to the end and worried I won’t finish my 4, I start cranking up the speed or extending my interval times.  My last two intervals this morning were 9.3 hard and 7.9 easy.

I’ve also really come to like the elliptical.  I used to hate it when I was nursing a knee injury, but now I see it as killing to birds with one stone (gosh, doesn’t that analogy sound terrible?  I say it all the time, but it wasn’t until just now when I typed it out that I realize what it means…) because I can workout AND study.  I wouldn’t have aced anatomy last semester had I not been in my notes three times a week on the elliptical.

Anyway, not sure where I was going with this…  I had the post all written out in my head while I was running, but somewhere between the drive home and now (fit in the morning rush, an article interview, more rushing to eat lunch, then class…), I lost all my good points.

Oh well!  I love running :)  And I really mean that.  And I love that, too.  (Because I didn’t always feel this way.  Not one bit.)

 

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awake, but asleep

That’s how I felt this entire morning, and even a bit into the afternoon.  I was SO TIRED!  Why?

-Hadrian got me up THREE times last night

-I opted to “sleep-in” until 6:45 instead of getting up at my normal time, 5:30, to hit the gym

-We stayed up until 2 a.m. Saturday morning watching a movie, and then until after 11 p.m. last night

-While I “slept in” until 7:30 Saturday morning, I wasn’t really catching up on any sleep (see above)

-Can one “catch-up” on sleep, anyway?

…So, you can see why my eyes were drooping a bit today.  But I also realized something else.  Nine times out of ten, (at least for me) it’s better to forgo the sleep in favor of sticking to the schedule.  I might have gotten an extra hour of sleep last night (and I’m sure I needed it), but I was totally out of whack.  I was leaving for the gym when I’m usually arriving back home.  I barely saw Andrew awake, which was a bit sad.  I had to rush all morning to get out the door on time for class…

Anyway, I’ve learned I’m definitely one of those people who should just GET UP once I’m awake.  The benefits of a couple extra Z’s DO NOT outweigh the cost of messing with my REM cycle.  That, and between Hadrian’s recent refusal to sleep through the night (we’re working on it) and my going back to school, I might need coffee intravenously.

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Or, rather, the lack of food?

OK, what I’m really getting as is that feeling you get when you forgot to wear your watch.  You know, that naked/’I forgot something’ feeling?  I was thinking about it the other day, and I feel that way about my fridge sometimes.  As in, if I’m out of certain things, all is not right with the world.  I feel like we have no food.  I feel like I cannot cook or clean or anything until I get to the store.  Most are probably obvious, but others, not so much.  Here they are, in no particular order:

1.  Spinach – I probably eat this stuff at least once a day, if not more.  I’ve started trying to eat my salad FIRST, because I think if I did that, I would eat even smaller portions for dinner.  The trouble is, it makes sense to eat the hot food first, as it will eventually cool down, whereas the salad won’t.  Dilemmas, dilemmas.

2.  Yogurt – I make my own, which means I need some leftover yogurt as well.  Andrew is a huge fan of Kefir, so I like having that around for his breakfasts.

3.  Bananas – I use half to sweeten my oatmeal and have been known to slather them in peanut butter, too.  I used to hate them once they got really ripe, but now I don’t mind so much.

4.  Fruit – Right now it’s citrus, as well as these tiny organic Honey Crisp apples I found awhile ago.  They are THE BEST.  I don’t care that they are $5.99 a bag.

5.  Coffee creamer – Duh.  Although, I’m seriously entertaining thoughts of switching to one of the Silk or Coconut Milk flavors once I finish this bottle, or even one of the more “natural” ones.  Anyone have any thoughts?

6.  Eggs – I don’t eat them very often by themselves (although I LOVE a good omelette!), but the lack of them means no baking, which would put me in a tailspin.

7.  Cheese – I usually have a block of parm, as well as a container of something else like feta or blue or gorgonzola.  They go in eggs, on top of salads or even with fruit.  Cheese sticks are an essential item; I pair one with an apple for a snack.

8.  Nuts – I have a giant bin I keep in the freezer of just about every nut around (three varieties of almonds, walnuts, pecans, pine, hazelnuts, sunflower seeds…) for baking, making granola or topping salads and oatmeal.

9.  Seltzer – I’ve started drinking flavored seltzer sometimes when I just want something other than water.   I used to absolutely hate the “flavor” (it’s carbonated water with a tiny hint of flavor, but not sweet), but it’s something I’ve gotten used to.  I’m vehemently opposed to drinking my calories (except infrequent sodas and small amount of honey in tea, and, of course, beer and wine), and at 89 cents for a large bottle, I figured I should try to like it.

10.  Ice cream – I’m actually on the fence about this one.  I am an ice-cream-aholic.  I am.  Except that I don’t eat it that much; if I did, I’d have more room in my freezer!  Seriously, I have like five pints of Jeni’s and Graeter’s ice creams we’ve brought back from Ohio, plus a christmas flavor of Perry’s I bought thinking Andrew would like it.  He doesn’t, which means I’m stuck finishing it.  What I need to do is learn to have just a small scoop each night–the problem is that even when I use a small bowl, once I start scooping, it’s like I can’t stop.  I think I need a 12-step program…

Well, that’s probably about it. I also like having the ingredients to make things like hummus and granola on hand at a moment’s notice, so I guess I could include oats, real maple syrup and honey on that list, too.  Oh and dried cranberries (as well as other fruits) and nut butters.  I guess I could just keep going…

The good news is that I’m all stocked up right now and feelin’ good!

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For awhile now, I’ve been hearing a lot on the radio and from other people about what a mild winter it’s been so far.  And it really has been–we’ve barely had any snow and we’ve had a few upper-40′s days–which has made me a bit sad.

Well, I am sad no more!  Pretty much since my return home from Ohio last week, it’s been pretty white around here.

I think we’re in the “constant snow” part of winter here…  It seems like almost every day the weather calls for snow, or cold enough temps to keep it around.  It’s not usually more than a couple inches, but it piles up and piles up and then we get hammered.  I’m excited, although a little anxious about Andrew’s lack of driveway-clearing motivation.  So far this year, I get the brownie points for shoveling, not him!

I also broke in my new trail running shoes I got for snowy runs.  While they do have some arch support, they aren’t as “motion-controlling” as my other shoes (Saucony Hurricanes) and I could tell right away when I started running.  Because they’re trail shoes, they have a bit more support on the balls of my feet.  For most of the run the roads were pretty clear, but there were a couple spots in which I was glad I had them on!  Also note the wool socks–they definitely make a difference in keeping my feet warm.  Thanks Nicole!  Now I just need to find somewhere to buy them that doesn’t charge $14 per pair…

I really bundled-up; I wore three layers on top and two pairs of gloves (my MO now) and a hat and was QUITE toasty, except for my legs!  I have running tights, but neither of them are very thick, so I might have to be on the lookout for a more heavy-duty pair.  Speaking of heavy-duty pants, I need some for the gym!  I’m an early bird (5:30 a.m.!) and man, is it COLD and WINDY out there sometimes!  I’ve been wearing the same pair of wind pants EVERY DAY to the gym (don’t worry; I was them weekly) and they’re from college and not that warm.  HELP!

Forecast calls for more snow tonight–yippee!  Except that with our tandem driveway, I have to take the outermost vehicle to the gym in the morning, which isn’t always the Pilot.  Andrew cautioned me about driving the truck in the snow but I took it this morning anyway.  Thankfully, the roads were fine, but I wouldn’t want to be driving it while it was actually snowing.  I’m counting the days until we have a REAL driveway (and hopefully an attached garage)!

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This is our neighborhood.  I walked (HA!  WALKED!) to the hardware store to buy a lightbulb shortly after moving into our rental house in October and snapped a few photos along the way.  (Somehow, they never actually got published…  Life happens, I guess.)

This is the top of our neighborhood where the road meets up with Quaker (a.k.a. 20A) which is the road that takes you to East Aurora.  It extends east that way (the way you’re looking, above) and west through Orchard Park and further past the Bills stadium and, eventually, turns into Southwestern Blvd., which is a main thoroughfare here and also the street on which the Y resides.

Here is this adorable little gift shop on Quaker called the Lemon Tree.  I finally went in once when Emily was visiting and it’s definitely your typical gift shop with kitchen items, kitschy items, papers, baby stuff, etc…

And this even more adorable children’s bookstore called “B is for Books.”  The name is interesting, though, since I came to find out through writing an article for the paper that the owner’s last name actually starts with a ‘B,’ so I thought that was neat.  It’s the kind of place I can envision myself going once we have kids, although by that time I’m hoping we’re settled in East Aurora!  There is a used bookstore in EA, as well as the library on Main Street, so those will have to do.

Here’s a shot from the intersection of Quaker and Buffalo Roads, the main intersection of Orchard Park.  I love the lampposts–they’re the kind that play music, too.

Here’s the hardware store, around since 1907.  It’s no Lowe’s, but it has the necessities and is way closer (and walkable!), which I love.  And I love shopping locally.  I think it’s becoming more and more important these days to do that.  I’m not saying I’m ready to swear-off my Honda Pilot or other foreign-made goods (I’m all for good, old-fashioned capitalism), but when all things are equal, I’d rather support the local economy and reduce my carbon footprint.

And we’re back!  Here is our actual street and our house is about two past the stop sign on the right.  It’s a cute little street filled with cute houses and youngsters.  Ours, as a rental, leaves a bit to be desired in the curb-appeal category, but it gets the job done.

Now, imagine all this under a blanket of white.  That what happened yesterday just before class, and by the afternoon, it was all gone again.  I’m thinking my snow boots are going to get a run for their money this winter…

 

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