Have you heard? (Of course you have.) Frozen water is going to fall on the Northeast and only those with adequate reserves of milk and bread will survive! New York City is on the fringe of the blizzard, so we may see only a few inches. But, rest assured, I am devoting all my free time to hoping for snow measured in feet, and a cozy weekend spent cooking and watching it pile up. Snow, especially lots of it, is magical here in the city. All the noise stops. All the trash and dog shit and chicken bones are covered by a clean white blanket, and the city feels cleansed, even if only for a moment. [Read more…]