The Whole Enchilada.

Today was a fairly dreary and rainy day.  I looked out of the window and immediately snuggled deeper into the blankets.  I had a good book and groceries enough.  I may have never gotten out of bed if it weren't for the siren call of a hot dog.  Once in awhile, I start craving a hot dog and even though I know I should probably avoid that tubular mix of meat, sometimes the pull of familiar things from our childhood is stronger than all of the warnings we hear.  So I dragged myself out into the rain, and down to the supermarket to fulfill my craving.  

My food desires at this point have not been too terrible, and the doctor said I have gained a perfect amount of weight, so I don't feel too badly if once in awhile I need a little guilty pleasure.  Sweet things have been pulling me, but also fruit and fruit juices.  I was never much of a fruits and vegetables kind of gal, but now when I see those overflowing piles of tangerines, bananas and apples, my mouth starts watering and I must fight the urge to sink my teeth into a ripe pear in the middle of the store.  So chocolates, fruit and hot dogs.  Could be worse.

As far as our housing situation is concerned, we move at the end of February.  I couldn't be more pleased.  As shown before, our current living situation is less than desirable and was highlighted as such when the current owners ("friends") told us that we would have to pay for two bedrooms for January and February, even though we were using one.  I was enraged, and demanded to know why, since we gave so much notice, would we be responsible for paying for two rooms.  Oh, because they are too busy with their stuff that they can't find another person.  Because back in October, Cazz told them that we would take the two rooms (because they were supposed to be gone by November, December, etc).  We did tell them before the holidays however that we were waiting to see this other apartment and would give them a final answer around the new year.  They were pissed at us.  I was pissed at them, and I spent the day trying to remain calm, if not for me, than for Peanut.  

In any case, ridiculousness aside, we will be moving.  We are excited to set up our own place and I am excited to build my little "nest" and start the process of living like a grown-up.  It's a scary thought, but change is good and I figure since things are destined to change with the arrival of a child, I might as well embrace the whole enchilada.  Speaking of enchiladas, I have also been craving spicy food and Mexican food, which I was never very attracted to.  Perhaps a chili dog with a side of chicken taco?  Time to go hunt for dinner I guess.

By the way: I received an email from a woman who owns property in the Piemonte region, Langhe valley in the town of Barolo (fantastic wines).  Read details below to enter her drawing for 3 nights at her property TorreBarolo:

Rules found here: http://www.torrebarolo.com/property.htm

Enjoy!

"Yesterday I kicked off a drawing to win 3 nights at my property TorreBarolo. In order to be entered into the drawing, the only thing someone has to do is become a Fan on the TorreBarolo Fan's page on Facebook. That is it. I will draw a name at the end of the month and post the winner on Feb 1.

I post all sorts of things on the Fan's page but always try to ensure that it is value-added or at least pretty to look at.  I highlight regional food events like the Annual Alba White Truffle Fair, wine events such as the Wine Show in Turin this past October and I post recipes on regional food that are less well known outside of Piemonte. Recently I have included a photo series of typical Langhe cuisine so those people unfamiliar with the local cooking can see images of how super tasty it is. "