It's a dreary, drab, colorless type of day that November brings so often. The perfect type of day to go digging through a sewing closet and tackling some fun projects that have been tucked away for a day like this.
It's that type of day that makes me feel like finding a nice puzzle to put together or play some board games that haven't been touched for a long time.
That fun, lazy type of day when you feel like ignoring dust bunnies and having fun instead.
It's the type of day that makes me feel like brewing some hickory nut tea and enjoying it in some cozy corner while reading a good book and snuggling under a warm blanket.
I don't think I'll be doing any of that though. Hickory nut tea isn't even possible since I don't have any nuts.
It used to be a rare treat for us around Thanksgiving. Hickory nuts are a pain to gather and pick out of their shells, but the flavor used to be so worth it that one of these years I will have to see if there isn't a tree tucked somewhere in the woods that I can borrow a few hands full of nuts before the squirrels cart all of them away.
After toasting the nuts we used to chop them up really fine, just a little coarser than a powder and then cover them with water and simmer until the water is a nice golden brown. We would add several cups of milk and sweeten it with brown sugar. Once it was nice and hot it would be divided into small tea cups and served. The little nut bits floated on top in a deliciously tantalizing fashion. I could never make my cup full last long enough!