It almost always seemed to happen when I was at school. I would be sitting there learning about who knows what and out of the corner of my eye, there through the window, little tiny flakes of snow would start to fall. Most of the smart teachers knew it was just best to take us outside for a bit because we were pretty much distracted from that point on. I too was distracted but for an entirely different reason. The first snow meant that my mom was at home feverishly baking....and baking with yeast! That was exciting to me because it was the only time of the year that she did. I knew she was making dough nuts, raisin bread, fried won-tons sprinkled with powdered sugar(I know they have no yeast) and most importantly, she was making orange rolls. Oh how I loved them so. It was the only time of the year we got them so it was a big deal to me. The bus ride home on the first day of snow was torture. I often found myself screaming in my head "get off the bus, get off the bus" to all the kids … [Read more...]