Supplies gone. Ate last of sled dogs early this A.M. For God's sake, send help. I hope this signal makes it out.
Actually, we got just over six inches of snow, and now we have some wind coming in behind it; out of Mordor to the northwest and gusting 25-35mph. It was a fluffy, wet snow, too, and when you combined that with the breezes that kicked up last night, you could hear the occasional branch letting go in the greenbelt along the Monon Trail.
On a related note, does anyone know why one is supposed to run to the grocery store and buy French Toast fixins when snow is in the forecast?
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"On a related note, does anyone know why one is supposed to run to the grocery store and buy French Toast fixins when snow is in the forecast?"
Because you don't know how to make grits, country ham, and biscuits and gravy?
OA,
See, the joke is that everybody runs to the store to buy "milk, bread, and eggs" when it is going to snow, none of which are ingredients, except in the most indirect fashion, of country ham.
Beeeecause French Toast?
Word verification "ejaccull." You stay classy, Blogger.
Well we have 9-10, and it's windy, nothing to stop it out here.
Speaking of toast the driveway is pretty much that, so hopefully one of my neighors with a plow will be kind, and show up later today.
22 inches so far in my driveway. Still snowing. I actually ran out of bread and I haven't been willing to stand in line at the store to buy any over the last three days. I even ventured out when we had our first 2 inches and it was still a madhouse.
So I'm roughing it. I made two batches of pizza dough and steamed a batch of boston brown bread in the pressure cooker last night.
snowpocalypse 2010
12" and rising here. (Sounds like a really bad X rated movie).
Why Milk, Bread, and eggs? Uh... because?
Me... I stocked up on beer, steak, mushrooms, cheese, russet potatoes, beer, wine, tortillas, salsa, jelly beans, and beer. I think we will be surviving quite happily.
I might even make French Toast (g).
Pffft, silly Broad Ripple Bohemians, if you would have stocked up on French Toast supplies you don't have to eat the sled dogs.
Shootin' Buddy
Yup Tam, I got it (though I like vanilla and a bit of apple pie spice in mine, as well) and cracked my own bad joke as well. Should I have chuckled at yours for decorum's sake? Admittedly, I'm a lousy sycophant.
However, "none of which are ingredients, except in the most indirect fashion, of country ham" I didn't get. I know hogs bound for prosciutto are fed whey leftover from cheese production, but that's proscuitto and more the old way than the newer cost effective bean counter method. The traditional way for country ham was peanut fed hogs (at least for Virginia Ham), but that doesn't go on much anymore as the peanut law was dropped. If of course that's what you were referencing...
Wonder if the president regrets making that crack about how D.C. not getting much snow?
In a Yuppie neighbourhood, they think they can weather the storm on tofu, quiche and French toast.
Enjoy your nourishing pooch stew.
You'll need the strength for the graves you'll have to dig for the starved and frozen yuppies.
"You'll need the strength for the graves you'll have to dig for the starved and frozen yuppies."
Nonsense. Wait for the spring thaw and the bears.
Nothing better than sitting in the living room in your longjohns eating french toast while the snow falls outside.
Out where the sidewalk ends, the trucks carrying eggs and milk and bread didn't go when the snow drifts flow. Not much of an issue to most who could bake their own bread, milk their own cows, and pull eggs from under their own chickens.
Once again, my move to Austin Texas is confirmed as smart.
Just snarkin' - y'all stay warm, now!
It is widely believed that French toast on the breath repels abominable snow-men, much like garlic with vampires.
It's kind of funny when up here in the not so frozen north ...we've got nothing.
Seriously, not even a shy snowflake.
Six inches? Pikers.
We've got 22, and it's still coming down. We sent the kids to burrow to the street.
DC has 32 inches! I hope Al Gore is in town!
Roaring fire against the howling wind here in the buckeye.
Got a 4 foot drift against the door, and no good reason to move it :p
The steppes of northwestern Indiana pretty much missed this one. I've got the planter tractor's block heater plugged in and a couple of drifts to move later on (after coffee. Sorry, don't 'do' French Toast), but that will be more in the nature of recreation than necessity.
I think this storm either went east of here or south. Feels strange to have missed one for once.
All The Best,
Frank W. James
"You'll need the strength for the graves you'll have to dig for the starved and frozen yuppies."
And thereby deprive ourselves of a minor but useful source of protein? I think not!
Silly civilized peoples.
Frank,
Fear not! Maybe you'll catch Round Two, which is due M/Tu/W. ;)
You think about snow. Snow is white. Snow messes up roads and parking lots. The grocery store is down a road and had a parking lot. Snow is white. I might not be able to shop on my usual day, I better stock up. Snow is white. I don't have my grocery list, what do I need? Snow is white. Eggs are white. Milk is white. Wonderbread is white. Terlet paper is white. MUST... BUY... WHITE... THINGS...
I wish snow was reddish brown. Then I'd have tobacco, porter, steak, bacon, chocalate, bourbon, and gravy in the house.
And I seem to remember 1979 the cars were buried better in my suburban DC neighborhood. But this one is vying with THAT one. 30+"
It's still bloody well coming down here. I am keeping close track of the neighbors dogs. They could come in handy... later. The other neighbor has a pony. A nice... tender... pony.
I'm live blogging the blizzard in photos. Not much else I have the initiative to do right now. The whole wheat banana pancakes have settled into my guts like a boat anchor, mooring me to this chair in front of the fire.
My wife's sister in Baltimore is buried in 20" of snow with more coming down, her daughter in Pittsburgh is looking at 30" of snow predicted. On the other hand, here in the not-quite-sunny South, the rain has stopped and I'm headed to the range with mid-40s temps. Move South!
Well, the little drizzle we got last night has stopped.
So we will go to the gun club with a couple of new shooters and make smiles.
Kalifornia isn't all bad...yeah right.
Informal Hoosier tradition as far as I know. It has been that way as long as I can remember. I suppose there are memories of the blizzard in 78 causing folks to stock up. I was just a wee tyke at the time but if I recall correctly we were actually snowed in for about a week or more back then.
...And here I am, just below freezing, no snow in a week. Odd.
Jim
Things are indeed desperate in Broad Ripple to keep Tam away from the opening of the pistol display at the Eiteljorg Museum. Should have keep at least one sled dog.
Make sure you count your sled dogs. If you end up with an extra it's time to start drawing blood and heating wires.
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We always figured it was an anxiety-induced diarrhea thing, because people go out as the storm/snow/hurricane/tornado approaches and clean the shelves of milk, bread, eggs, and toilet paper.
Well, here in Toad Suck, AR, just the forecast of snow (or ice, more likely) is enough to strip the stores of milk, bread & TP.
Sara
Got 29+ inches over 28 hours in Herndon (near Dulles Airport). I've gas for the blower, chocolate for my wife and Jameson for me.
Sorta hard to blow snow when the discharge chute is lower than snow.
I'll give credit for near complete planning, and assume you're buying the French Toast makings because you already have the steak, potato's, and beer necessary to sit out the winter.
French toast is actually pretty good for you, nutrition-wise, but that's assuming you don't cover it with an equal mass of syrup or powdered sugar.
I'm going out tonight because I'm out of eggs and apples and running low on potatoes and veggies. Steak? Ha ha ha that's a good one.
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