Winter has a grip on the city and the resulting effect is all the New Yorkers complaining about the "arctic conditions". As a perennial optimist I'm going to point out the great things about snow in this city: fresh snow blankets the old dirty muck, the city seems to slow down and (saving the best for last) when is it better to bake then when a blizzard is happening outside your window! Which means making a batch of my now perfected bread. I'd also like to point out that -5C is hardly arctic.
Knock on wood that this post doesn't equal another month of winter. That photo was taken exactly a week ago, however today makes me think that spring is on it's way in New York. Ami and I went to brunch with some friends this morning, and we sat outside with no need of heaters! Amazing! So hello to spring and goodbye to my very gorgeous snowboots.
I'm from the one part of Canada where it doesn't snow. Ok, that's not entirely true. I'm from the one part of Canada were it doesn't snow often, and when it does snow we all hide indoors. My winter is made up of grey clouds, brightly coloured umbrellas and wet socks. This makes me completely unprepared for a proper snow filled, cold nosed, mittened hands, toqued wearing winter. Goal: winter coat. Canadian answer: nobis outerwear.
