My goddamned refrigerator broke today. I don't want to talk about it.
Over the long weekend, I made a lot of great stuff, but none of it for dinner. I made applesauce from the four hundred apples my mom and dad picked from their trees. I made honey challah for Rosh Hashana dinner, which thankfully we're having at my sister's house. I made a yeast-rising apple coffee cake with honey glaze, also for tomorrow night.
Luckily, the challah and the cake don't need refrigeration. The applesauce is in the deep-freeze in the garage, which appears to be working although at this point I'm taking nothing for granted.