We have a Freeze Warning, tonight. It’s April 19th.

I am not amused.

I don’t mind the rain, I don’t mind the overcast or clouds. I’m really tired of the cold, though. Dank, penetrating cold that seeps into your entire being. And have I mentioned the wind? It’s another joy to behold.

But with the cold weather comes more soups and stews. We should be starting up salads. But there’s a Freeze Warning. There’s a rule about eating salads during a Freeze Warning. Not that I’m necessarily a rule-follower, but I’ll make an exception…

And tonight’s exception was a throw-together stew of sorts. I pulled a couple of bone-in chicken breasts from the freezer this morning with the thought of grilling them, tonight. I had looked at the weather early this morning and was given the – obviously erroneous – impression that it was going to be in the mid-50s.

The grilled chicken morphed into a braised chicken with potatoes, carrots, onions, Seville and Kalamata olives, capers, white wine, chicken stock, garlic, and artichoke hearts. Started on the stove and then cooked, uncovered, in the oven for about 45 minutes.

One of those ridiculously good dinners that will never be quite replicated because this is how the stars aligned, today.

So be it. It was good.

I had pretty much planned to grill most of the week, but Mother Nature is just not going to cooperate. Plan B will be going into effect.

Stay tuned…