In case you haven't heard, there is a snow storm that is going to hit the midwest today, and continue all day tomorrow. They are expecting 18 inches to fall in a 24 hour period. This is kinda a big deal around here. I also hear that Texas is going through a massive rainstorm and very cold chill. I only know this because I spent half the afternoon calling schools in Texas and didn't get ahold of anyone. I actually googled "Texas national holidays" because I knew they were their own country once, and I was confused as to why NO ONE IN THE ENTIRE STATE was picking up their phones.

The snowstorm isn't supposed to hit Chicago until three today. I don't think anyone told the snow, since this video was taken at 2:30:



I actually thought about liveblogging the snowstorm, but then I realized it would just be saying "Hey it's still snowing." "Yup still snowing" "You know what doesn't have much diversity? Snow." And that didn't seem like much fun. So instead...

I decided to cook another recipe out of the Overby Family Cookbook!  Plus it's cold outside and I can't get into my work email for some reason!

Today's Attempt: Beef (Ron) Burgundy.

Except...I don't have any burgundy... No problem! I'll just run out and get some... oh right, snow storm.

So, instead, I tried to mix myself something that would taste like Burgundy.  I took inventory of what I had:

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I have Port Wine and Vinegar, as well as 4000 spices (including Bacon Salt, which I frequently forget that I own, and then find again in my cabinets. Each time I find it again I let out this little squeal "OoooOOOOOOoooH BACON SALT!")

So, I mix myself up a concoction of port wine and vinegar:

And then just to be sure, I taste test it.

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It is so terrible.  SO HORRIBLE. So I dump that shit right into the pot. Fuck it, it isn't beef burgundy anymore. It's beef (Ron) burgundy now. It's sassy and doesn't take orders from NO ONE.

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Then I added potatoes, and water, and beef stock, and milk, and garlic. Essentially, I made a beef stew. Then I made some buttermilk biscuits (since the vinegar and milk were out already) and made an apple crisp for dessert. My success at this stew should be considered a national holiday in Texas. What? My freckled, freaked out at kitchen appliances self dreams BIG!