Rumor says that when a pregnant woman is close to releasing her baby into the world, she’s hit by this uncontrollable nesting instinct. Supposedly these mythological women go into a cleaning and cooking frenzy to prepare their nest for the soon-to-be-delivered offspring. That never happened to me, which might explain the need for two induction/c-section deliveries. Too much information? Sorry.
But, while babies never drove me to nest, an impending snowstorm will set off a similar cooking and baking frenzy. Notice, I didn’t say anything about cleaning frenzy… only the impending arrival of guests will trigger that particularly nasty instinct.
This uncontrollable instinct explains last night’s dinner. While menu planning on Sunday, the imminent arrival of the BLIZZARD OF 2015 triggered that instinct and made me plan a very ambitious weeknight dinner. All three inches of that blizzard arrived on Monday night, but I was already committed to the menu plan.
And I baked corn muffins…
And prepared Al Roker’s Pulled Pork, which required a rub and sauce preparation as part of the process. Deliciously, it was worth the time and trouble. In fact, it would make a great Super Bowl Party dish
But after all of that comfort food, it was the perfect palate cleanser, flavor enlightener, texture delighter, at the end of my snow day dinner.