The Northeast has had one of the worst storms of the decade (or so the media are saying). Here, not so much. We got a significant amount of snow, maybe 8 or 10 inches, but it came down slowly and quietly. It was a lovely snowy day, at least for those of us who sat reading in front of the fire while the others cleared the snow.
As a way of doing my part, I made potato soup for the COG's lunch when he had finished. I have a memory of childhood - my mom making potato soup with lots of celery leaves for us on a snowy day. The way I remember it, she _always_ made potato soup on snowy days, but it's possible that it only happened once.
Oh, and the little bowl at the back has another childhood treat - Ambrosia. I couldn't think what to do with the 4 naked oranges I had after making chrystallized orange peel, then I remembered Ambrosia, which also had the virtue of using up the rest of the flaked coconut. I'm pretty sure that when Mom made it she added powdered sugar and she didn't add Grand Marnier, but it was delightful all the same.