Irene

Well, I'm sitting here waiting for Irene to strike down her fists of fury on the city. First I went to Whole Foods and along the way I got a tweet telling me that WF is closed for the weekend. I turned around came back and went shopping in Queens. After snatching the last loaf of bread, last two packs of ground beef and last egg carton I patiently waited in line as people scrambled to fill their cabinets. This reminds me of when I lived in North Carolina and Tennessee. If there was a mention of snow, a thought of ice or a murmur of blustery winds the shelves would be attacked as if suddenly the world would cease to produce food. I only went to the store because I really did need to go grocery shopping!

I literally have no excuse for not going out. MTA has been shut down so what do I do? I bake. My roommate cooks. Everyone is happy. Earlier I made my Dad's super secret chocolate chip cookie recipe.
Here is the result:

J made a delicious bowl of guacamole and has just prepared a pizza margherita for the four of us that are holding down the fort. I bought us some Belgium beer.