It's the Sunday after setting our clocks ahead, and even though "people" say that it doesn't make a difference in our bodies and brains, I "feel" a difference. I am all out of whack, as if I didn't get enough sleep even after eight hours. To make myself feel better...I'm cooking.
I have Mark Bittman's Pork Roast with Potatoes in the oven, and even after 20 minutes the house smells like a place you want to be on a Sunday afternoon.
It's from his How to Cook Everything book (my copy is falling apart from use), and so far...so good.