It's really cold this morning — just barely above freezing. Out the windows, I can already see some blue sky and the first pink light of sunrise, which means that for the first time in a few days the sky isn't overcast. Meanwhile, what I took for allergy symptoms yesterday — watery, itchy eyes, a runny nose, and a lot of sneezing — now feels like a deep chest cold. I'm coughing.
Onion soup with slices of bread floating on top, covered with grated cheese that goes under the broiler to melt, was the perfect lunch for yesterday. Well, I say perfect, but it didn't stop this cold from settling in. I guess travel fatigue left me vulnerable to some bug. In French this specialty is called soupe à l'oignon gratinée. Notice the nice heavy stoneware bowls we recently acquired for cooking two big servings of soup in the oven.
With my cold and cough, besides walking the dog, it's a regime of rest, liquids, and hot, comforting foods for the next few days. Luckily, I don't have anything I really need to do this coming week. Right now, the heat is going full blast and the radiators are rapidly warming up the house.
I can't wait to get the new boiler, scheduled for installation on Wednesday and Thursday, so that we don't have to let the house get so cold overnight. This morning it was 12ºC (mid-50s in ºF) upstairs when I woke up. That's too cold, but if we leave the old boiler going all night the house gets way too hot. A new thermostat should help with that problem.