I was rather enjoying the heat wave here — it was 19 when I got up, and is supposed to get to 30 — until it started snowing. Again.
I did, however, run to the store this morning so I could satisfy a craving later today.
Biscuits and gravy.
Unless Wegman’s puts the rest of the sausage someplace else, all they carry is Bob Evans. No Jimmy Dean or Tennessee Pride in sight. So I picked up a roll of sage sausage (that’s the best, you know). For biscuits and gravy.
Mmmmm . . .
