“Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery.” ~ Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
I knew it snowed last night when I woke up in the middle of the night to the sounds of the snow plows scraping the city streets. I went back to sleep and dreamt of puffy white snow. I was hoping to wake this morning and roll around in the snow with G, but Mother Nature just cannot seem to churn it out the way that she used to here in New York City.
Only about two inches fell, and looking out of my window now, it looks like it is turning into freezing rain. I hate days like this. It’s not solid snow where you can go outside and play, and to go outside in freezing rain simply is not fun. We might venture out later if it stops snowing/raining, but for the moment, we are housebound.
Last night, we did manage to make it out to Jackson Heights in Queens where we met a friend for dinner at Black Thai.
I had the garlic shrimp, which was very, very good, but it was just a little too spicy for my tolerance. After a few bites, I couldn’t stop from sweating and my mouth felt like it was literally on fire.
G, however, thoroughly enjoyed her beer-braised crispy ribs.
So today will be a good day to lay around, watch television, read books, and do some light cleaning around the house. It won’t be a complete day though without my [decaffeinated]
coffee. I’ve become quite the master at making pumpkin spice lattes.