I admit, I sometimes fantasize about a pre-industrial sort of life. Then I bask in the cool air conditioning in the midst of summer's warmth and figure that I am ok where I am.
In summer's past, when I've not had air conditioning, the thought of cooking indoors, heavy foods, or turning on the oven and baking was not really appealing. But lately we have been craving comfort foods (I blame this entirely on the Food Network show, Diner's, Drive-In's and Dives. Dangerous, dangerous show ;) So last night we had home-made biscuits and sausage gravy for dinner.
I think air-conditioning might make me fat.