So I prepared fiddleheads with garlic and white wine by candle light:
My flash makes the scene look deceptively bright -it was almost impossible to see what I was doing. Fortunately I have a gas stove, so I could still cook. Here is the tree:
...is my constant companion most days as it is, but boy was I glad to have it during a blackout. It is my trusty hand-crank radio. We have been keeping the TV off during the day.
...so imagine the first photo, and the smell of garlic and wine sauteeing, and some Gillian Welch, and Drive By Truckers, and the like, which just happened to be playing on the North Country Public Radio station out our way...
...and you can see how it was actually quite romantic.