Summer was brief this year. After an incredibly long, wet spring, the rain finally left, but with a sinister "I'll be back" parting shot. Well, it's back. Temperatures are falling, days are getting shorter and shorter while the puddles are getting deeper and deeper...time to curl up in Neeldom and sip a cup of hot apple cider.
One of my favorite 'snowed in with only a RDD and a housekeeper who has the flu and/or measles and there are limited foodstuffs' book is An Old-Fashioned Girl. It's reading books like this (and pretty much any of the other 'snowed in' books - has anyone else noticed how often the household comes within a hairs breath of having to eat someone?), that make me want to re-evaluate my pantry and re-fill any empty spots.
Assuming your last name is not Donner, in the event of a sudden, unexpected snowstorm where would your shortages be? (Not tins of Bovril-of course we all have an abundance of that particular item...right?).