Gonna sound like a broken record here, but how is it almost April & DC is still getting snow?!? I thought it was April showers — meaning rain, not snow — bring May flowers.
a is for aural | Woo-hoo! I’ve been looking forward to this weekend since I heard the “Little Drummer Boy.” Okay, so not the first time I ever heard the song, but since I was clued into Pentatonix’s rendition of it. Soon after, I looked to see if the group was touring DC, and low and behold, this Saturday marks the occasion!
b is for brotherly | I’m sure I’ve already professed my love for sweet potatoes, so there’s no need to rehash my affinity for [/addition to] them, but I recently discovered a new treat I’m affectionately dubbing the brother to the sweet potato: the parsnip. Sure, I’ve had parsnips before, but the other day, I stumbled upon the most magical way to cook them. Simply slice them into the shape of fries, coat them in olive oil and all your favorite fall spices (think pumpkin spice, cinnamon, cardamon + more), and sprinkle on some sea salt. Then roast them in the oven at 425 degree F; you won’t be disappointed.
c is for curious | I clearly have one curious cat. Picture below will explain it all.