|All that remains after the storm.|
But New York will rise again, and the Nervous Cook will rise again.
In fact, I somehow mustered the strength yesterday to whip up the season's first batch of pumpkin chili. No recipe, just a lot of pantry staples, some determination, and a deep need to make something nourishing to feed myself and my husband after all this. (I also felt the deep need to facilitate both our self-medicating: A bottle of Maker's Mark for him now that we have a freezer for iced cubes again, and a bottle of nice Nero D'Avola for me, because the weather has suddenly turned muy red-wine friendly.)
May your family be safe, may your larder be full, and may you stay warm and full and optimistic. This, too, shall pass.