Thursday, February 7, 2013
OH MY GOD. It's snow. A little bit of frozen water falling from the sky. But everyone is running around like frozen Chicken Little- "The sky is falling! Must purchase milk, bread and eggs for the giant French Toast competition!!!" Must get gas and wood and batteries for the End Of Days!!" Are we kidding? My local gas station is OUT OF GAS for gosh sake- so I had to drive an extra whole one and a half miles down the street to the next station- to get as much gas as I wanted! Heck, I'm working tomorrow, a regular day, like a regular person. It's snow. Not poison gas flakes or rocks flung from the skies. We aren't Tennessee. We can hack it. We're New Englanders. This is what we live for. We were born with snow tolerance in our blood. So, don't give into the hysteria. Just put on an extra sweater.
Posted by Queen of Cuisine at 9:49 PM