That screen is the new weather station I gave John for Christmas. Of course, we could just step outside or look at the thermostat, but we seem to find it endlessly fascinating. Life can be boring this time of year.
Indoors (blue) a comfortable 70 degrees with 38% humidity. Outdoors, a typical winter day: cloudy, 40 degrees with 84% humidify. Which is bone chilling, in the way only Seattle can be.
When we were downtown, I overheard some tourists on the street talking about the temperature. They thought it was in the low 30's, but it was actually close to 50-- our special dampness makes it feel much colder here.
Anyway, a final photo of Christmas last night before everything finally gets put away today. I had time on my hands yesterday afternoon and made a real pot pie with turkey meat and gravy stashed in the freezer.
And not one of those lazy pot pies, were you slap store bought puff pasty on top of a casserole. I've learned a few things baking these complicated things. First, a lower temperature and a long time in the oven works best-- this one was in for about two hours. And most important, it needs to rest for another full hour on the counter before you even think of digging a spoon in there.
Tonight though, a break from kitchen slavery-- we're going out to eat at Maharaja, an Indian restaurant at the West Seattle Junction. It has been there, in the very same place as long as I've lived here, a very long time, although it's been decades since we went. Amanda and Tom has a nice meal there last week, so we'll give it a try for old times sake.
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