It was a chilly 3°F this morning when we drove to work. The Delaware River looks like it has frozen solid. As soon as we got to the studio we fired-up the wood stove big time and now the place is so hot that we have thrown off our down vests and sweaters. It feels like a midsummer’s day in here. So we are going with it—faking ourselves out—and having a picnic lunch of poached salmon salad.