Just when I was back to my routine, tadaaa, snow day!
Snow day, snow day, how do I love thee, let me count the ways.
Knit, knit, knitting and this time I cooked. I'm Greek and am suppose to cook Greek food, I have been told. This Christmas, my pita (spinach pie-grandmother's recipie) was so delicious and long awaited, it was gone Christmas Eve. They couldn't help themselves. It's the season of goodwill and all, so I let them eat it. My point? I made a pita today. Very yummy.