I know, I know: you heard the words "major snowstorm" and immediately thought, "time for a pork roast", right? Me too! So we've got one 7 lb. pork shoulder, trimmed (but not too closely), with criss-cross slices into the meat and a generous slathering of garlic, herb, and olive oil paste all over. It's been wrapped up that way since yesterday afternoon, waiting to go into the oven around 1. I'd put it in a little sooner - I like an early Sunday dinner - but the oatmeal brown sugar-honey bread won't be out of the oven until then. God bless King Arthur Flour and all, but I think that recipe could be adjusted somewhat. I didn't try, as it's the first time I've made it (though I've eaten it before), but there's a pretty high level of yeast, sugar, and shortening in it. A tasty loaf no doubt, and the oatmeal and whole wheat flour might need that extra yeast for the rise, but the bible calls it a sandwich bread when it better serves as a sweet morning toast. Anyway, the pork is to be served with red potatoes (probably just boiled) and garlic spinach, maybe some broccoli if I feel like it, and perhaps a nice German Riesling or a little dry cider.
Not many people out, from what I can see, though we haven't gotten all that much snow yet, maybe 4 to 6 inches. More steady than heavy, though they say more's on the way. That's okay, though. We're well-supplied.
UPDATE: I have to say, this most recent storm of the century is kinda lame. They promised us at least a foot of snow and were predicting we'd be about the hardest hit, but I barely got the roast in the oven before the snow started to taper off. Sure it's windy, and I'd hate to be among those elsewhere who lost power, but from here it looks like, if not a complete bust, no more than a moderate storm plus some extra wind. Heck, the main roads are practically clear - I just saw a pizza delivery guy drive by. How am I supposed to enjoy getting shut in if getting in the car is an option?