Cooking in the West

This morning we woke up to several inches of snow and below zero temperatures. As I drank my coffee, I perused the posts of my Facebook friends who live in Arizona. A couple of them invited me to come down to stay with them, but I doubt if they mean from Thanksgiving till Easter. As is customary on the first day of nasty weather every year, I announced that I was going to do some quick research on becoming an instant Snowbird. My husband who was struggling into his Carhartts at the time said, "Well, just do a better job negotiating with the R.V. place than you did last year at the car dealersh...