Swirling snow, sweet sauce, Sopranos.

The wind outside is gusting up to 50 miles per hour, and you can feel it penetrating every crack and crevice of the house, hear it whistling around every building, rattling every windowpane. Visibility can’t be more than 100 feet, if that — from the living room window I can barely see to the next streetlight.
The trek home from work was made painful by tiny pellets of hail, but it was snowing by the time I left the house for the T. Dinner (a Mark & Stormy, corn fritters, pulled pork with sweet sauce) was consumed in fine company at the most deserted Redbones I have ever seen. I’m not sure I’ve ever been there when there wasn’t a wait, and I certainly have never seen more than a couple of empty tables. Laurie and I were escorted through the almost empty dining room to a table back by the kitchen, and after coming in from the cold (on a day that started at fifty degrees), the hot food was much appreciated.
When we made the surprisingly difficult walk back to the T station, we could barely see at all for the blowing snow, and walking was made more difficult by the accumulation. I was immediately warmed thinking of the snowshoes sitting at home in my room.
On the way back to the Frogstar, I stopped at Hollywood Express to pick up some two-for-Tuesday goodness, and settled on Rear Window and disc one of season one of The Sopranos. We watched the first two episodes of the latter on my triumphant return (and triumphant it was, let me tell you!), and I have to say that all the praise that the show has received is warranted. It’s simply great.
Logan’s apparently closed because of the wind. I really want a snow day.


10 thoughts on “Swirling snow, sweet sauce, Sopranos.

  1. Glad you finally stepped up to the challenge of The Sopranos. It really is one of the best things that television’s ever produced.

  2. Hey, you ain’t kidding! It’s awesome. I just finished disc two of season one last night, which features the amazing college visit episode, with priestly intrigue and loads of family drama. Oh my holy mackerel it is quality.

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