We spent this beautifully sunny but very cold Sunday sleeping in, snow shoeing, folding laundry, and just hanging out. During our time outside it was wonderful to see (from a distance) many of our neighbours out and about too. Some were sliding down a homemade ice slide, others were building a bonfire in their woods, and others still were out cross-country skiing along their homemade paths. We may all be stuck apart from each other but I still feel a sense of community with all of us out enjoying the afternoon sun despite the chilly wind.
It was a great day overall but one of the very best parts was that Ian cooked us up a traditional Sunday night supper. We feasted on roasted venison, the last of our homegrown potatoes fried up in duck fat from our own ducks, and roasted carrots glazed with our own maple syrup, honey and oregano.
And the best sauce for this feast was a gift from Jayne and Craig, their original homemade apple BBQ sauce. The big boys slathered their meat in it; meanwhile, Alistair ate his sauce straight up with a spoon. Ali is a bit of a sauce monster right now. If you ask him what he wants to eat, his answer is reliably "ketchup" - not to dip, just to eat. He never gets it as a meal (obviously) but it does not stop him from asking, though after tasting tonight's sauce offering I would not be surprised if tomorrow he asks for "apple BBQ" instead. So yum!
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