A Cold Frigid Day

Grandma Stella describes a cold, frigid day spent indoors, finding comfort in a book, pressed coffee, and hot cross buns. She invites the reader to join her in this simple pleasure.

It is a cold frigid day. I am sitting in the kitchen reading a book. In the back part of the garden, the wind is moaning softly to itself. Because of the outside temperature, the house is not as warm as it should be. As I listen to the piteous wind, I shiver slightly. I need something warm to drink to warm me up. I decide to make some pressed coffee instead of the tea I usually drink. This morning when Kelly and Andrea dropped off the pups, they brought me two hot cross buns. And that is what I shall have with my cup of coffee. You are welcome to join me!