Snow Report

Ah, the Boston Blizzard. A unique phenomenon.

I grew up in Tennessee. We have different standards for "blizzards" mainly involving around 2" of snow, massive shortages of white bread / toilet paper / canned goods in the stores, and hysterical drivers in SUVs careening through intersections. Folks are calmer up here, local news staff notwithstanding.

It was a good weekend to lead into a day sequestered in the snow. Friday night dinner at Silvertone, drinks at the Enormous Room (verdict: worth the hipster factor when the DJ is of high quality...which it was, barely - but don't wait in line to get in). Up at 5AM Saturday to ski Loon, a crushing wreck on the ice and a sore thigh. Made it easy to spend today chowing junk food watching the olympics while it was whiteout outside. Wasn't nearly as bad at any point as the short blizzard in December, but it went on and on and on. I was crusted with snow after a walk to the 7-11 for essentials. But, for the first time ever, I was able to find a parking spot less than 100 feet from Taiwan Cafe for late lunch on a Sunday (well, my friend with the 4-wheel drive found it, but I got to walk from it with my gimpy leg). Small victories.