Thursday was possibly the absolute worst time for the Zed Drei to start acting wonky. A big winter storm was fixing to ice us over by Friday morning, then comes the weekend, followed by Christmas Eve and Christmas Proper, and the soonest my car's going to see the inside of a shop is Wednesday.
But wait! This is the upside of living in the city! Roseholme Cottage is within easy walking distance of stores and restaurants, and I figured I'd take an afternoon's walk, grab a late lunch at Twenty Tap, and then hit the Fresh Market for groceries.
|Spicy Cuban sandwich, fries with Sriracha aioli for dipping, and a pint of Mad Anthony Winter Warmer|
Don't give me the hairy eyeball through the venetian blinds for walking through your yard when you couldn't be bothered to shovel your
Fortunately I arrived home safely with the contents of my grocery bags undamaged. (The shopping list had read: "bacon, bread, beer, beef".)