Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Cozy

Before heading out for my customary morning walk, the ingredients for buttermilk pancakes were set on the counter to be made upon my return for the girls' breakfast. I attempt to make a "special" sort of breakfast at least once a week. A strong request was made as I came in the door for hot chocolate, homemade hot chocolate...yummmm! The cooler weather is finding chili and hot chocolate in our life once again.

There is a simple recipe. I'll give it here just in case you may be like me and had to go and look it up.

Homemade Hot Chocolate

1/3 cup cocoa powder

1/2 cup sugar
1/3 cup boiling water
pinch of salt
Mix in pan until dissolved then add,
4 1/2 cups milk and heat until hot.
Stir in 1/2 teaspoon vanilla

You may add extra milk or half and half to cool it if it is too hot for immediate sipping.
I keep the extra in a mason jar in the refrigerator for afternoon warm and cozy breaks. Don't we all just need those sometimes?

But this afternoon, nothing said warm and cozy to me like a fresh cup of brewed coffee with a stick of biscotti for dipping, naturally. A drizzling cool rain was falling , a pumpkin spice candle was burning and chili was warming in the crockpot.

Have I used the word cozy enough already?


4 comments:

crochet lady said...

That sounds so wonderful. I spend the day in a cold library. Our furnace is broken and we barely broke 50 deg with our space heaters plugged in. When I got home tonight I took a long hot shower.

The dB family said...

I'm feeling cozy just reading about it. There is something wonderful about each new season isn't there?

PAK ART said...

I love homemade hot chocolate - that's how I make it but I don't put in the vanilla - will do next time as that sounds perfect! My hubby doesn't like it so I get to hog it all to myself.

Hill upon Hill said...

So good isn't it? I have the smell of chocolate muffins and the heater on as it is cold and drizzly here too. Lamplight softens it all.

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