When I first moved to snow country the one piece of advice that was repeated to me over and over again was “the key is layers”. “The key is layers”. “The key is layers”. When it comes to snow, the key really is layers. And honestly it’s really hard to forget the mantra. The moment you do, a gush of cold wind will find the tiny crack between your pants and sweater and that’s the end of your warmth and the end of forgetting that “the key is layers”.
My little brother (L-bro) is visiting me right now. And as all the guests who visit me – he must, absolutely must, cook either for me or at least with me. It’s my very own private continuing education. This summer alone I’ve learned so much; like a way better way to cut coriander. I will have to share that the next time I have a coriander based recipe to share with you. Anyhow, coming back to my brother. L-bro loves to cook. Err.. Let me correct that. Lately L-bro loves to cook something new. So today we decided to make apple pie since neither one of us has ever made it. After putting google’s system to the max with our “apple pie” searches, we decided we were much too tired (read: “lazy”) to deal with making a crust.