The snow stopped falling late last night. The schools closed, however, so I was out of a job today. Eric and I slept in a little bit, worked on some things for a few hours and then braved the extreme cold to run errands. Our first order of business was eating- we had been out late last night at the Sara Bareilles concert and ate afterwards, but it was early afternoon at this point and we hadn't eaten a thing. We wanted breakfast, so we finally found a place that was still serving at 2 pm and was walking distance from a tram stop. We stepped gingerly down the road, choosing our footholds carefully. It was icy, icy, icy. Finally we made it to the restaurant to discover:
We ate until we couldn't talk. Partook of delicious eggy goodness and pigs in a blanket that would make your head spin.
Then we hit the post office, a toy store, Urban Outfitters and Zupan's. Our arms laden with groceries, we trekked up the hill and finally settled back into our warm place, happy and exhausted. My calves are killing me, the artichoke is in the pot, boiling, and I look out the window on a white-laced city with a smile tonight.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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yummm breakfast. How crazy is it that John doesn't like breakfast. :( Wah! want some french toast NOW!
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