Oui, Oui!

Thanks to the seemingly unending snow, I have spent quite a bit of time in the kitchen. One of the things I decided to tackle was French Onion Soup. I had never tried it before, but we had a bag of onions and left over beef stock in the fridge, so it seemed like a good idea. I looked up several different recipes and realized that they all called for some kind of wine or sherry. Since we had neither in the house, we made an emergency trip to Trader Joe's in the storm, picked up some white wine and French baguettes (also got some fire wood while we were out), and I was set. The whole process took a little longer than I had expected (2 hours in all), but it was more than worth it! There is really nothing better than some hot soup, a fire, and a good movie to help weather a blizzard! =)

A Winter for the History Books

As a lover of history, I have always wanted to be in the middle of a historical event. What I am quickly learning is that history is more romantic in hind-sight. Once you can look back and analyze what happened, how it happened, and the events that led to it, it is exciting - it is history. Until that point, it is simply life. I have been a part of historical events. I have witnessed some amazing things, but they passed by quickly and their significance only dawned on me after the fact. Now, we are in the middle of the craziest winter this area has ever seen, and all I can think about is the fact that I am going stir crazy! I just want the snow to end. I want to be able to come and go as I please, without having to deal with digging my car out or bundle up in snow gear. It may be historical - momentous, even - but I am ready for it to be over...

The Day After Snowmageddon

Now that the sun is back out and blindingly reflecting off the newly-fallen snow, I couldn't help but go out and get more pictures!

Old Town looks fabulous... you can even see the Masonic Temple off in the distance

The colors on the store fronts looked so vibrant under snow-covered roofs, complete with crystal-like icicles hanging from the eaves

There were quite a few cars out, but as you can see, even Washington Blvd. looks fairly quiet, even for a Sunday morning


I am a fan of churches with steeples, and in the snow, this one was just too pretty to not take a picture of!


This car obviously needs some help...


but not as much as this one...

or this one...

They call it "the Blizzard of 2010," but I call it...

BEAUTIFUL!!!

After we cleared the walkway and dug out the cars (not that we will be taking them anywhere soon!), I decided to go for a walk around the neighborhood and see how the snow had transformed this already adorable town.

Old Town was seriously made for snow. All the quaint light-posts and old fashioned store fronts just looked like something straight out of a Christmas card.

There were a lot of people out on King St. I was a little surprised, but I guess they were all as tired of being cooped up as I was. There were people cross-country skiing, dog walkers out with their canine companions, families, towing little ones behind on sleds, couples holding gloved hands, enjoying the glittering ambience of whiteness that had descended overnight. Everyone was in a good mood, myself included. Despite my self-proclaimed hatred of the cold, I could not help but be mesmerized by the beauty surrounding me. Simply too beautiful for words.

This one cracked me up! Someone went to a LOT of work to dig out this Mini Cooper... I'm not sure why, though, because it is not like it is gonna go ANYWHERE on roads like this! =P

Once again, the beauty of the snow on the branches above me left me completely and utter speechless (quite the fete!)