As I wrung myself out,
soaked to bone,
and the filthy, blackened water pooled under my bicycle tires, defiling our hallway floor,
I tried tin vain to shake off the icy ache of my 20 mile ride in the rain.
That was my first thought,
The thought “HOT SHOWER” may of only arrived a few milliseconds after, but seem to win out the priority, if only by a fraction.
When I awoke this morning, my bike and gear still damp from last night, the sky still grey, the puddles still forming outside
I decided we all could use some soup today.
Pasta e Fagioli!
Conchiglini, with garbanzo beans, sofrito, chicken broth and tomato!
That should help shake off the chill
Tagliatelle, alla bolognese
Cresti Di Gallo, with pesto and english peas