Today’s recipe takes a minute.
About 50 minutes, actually.
Getting home from work on Tuesday during Atlanta’s “big” snow storm took a minute too. Here’s how I meandered my way home:
- Leave work when snow starts. Sit in traffic for an hour. Enjoy a snack.
- Abandon car in a parking deck and take public transport (MARTA).
- Arrive at station by house, thankful for my boots with the fur.
- Detour through the gym for a shoulder workout.
- 5 hours later, get home.
Even after a long commute, I promise that this gratin is worth the minute it takes to put together. It makes 9 servings, so it’s like the gift that keeps on giving….
