potato leek soup

Having grown up in the northeast, I know that it is perfectly normal to wear shorts out and about one day and need a parka the next. So after a weekend of warm weather I was not surprised to encounter a few flurries this morning while I walked my dog, Skyler. It was a subtle reminder to begin to put on gloves and a winter hat and make sure the ice scraper makes its way into the car.

To be honest, I am a bit nervous about this winter and the cold days ahead. After two years of living in the Bay Area I am worried that I have become accustomed to life where the weather is generally nice all of the time. Am I ready for the windchill, icy roads, brushing the car off, and the way my pant legs always seem to get wet and icky no matter how careful I am? Eek.