Well, it may be vaguely solipsistic (gee, I love to use the litterati words I learned in 20th-century French theatre class), but to me it sure seems as though it's snowing everywhere. Snowing in Paris today. Snowing in the Alps. Snowing where I was just living (Virginia). Sure as heck snowing where I am living now (coastal New Jersey).
Being snowbound isn't all bad, even if there are power outages threatening like Damocles's sharp blade.
When there is a great gourmet store nearby, preparing for a blizzard can actually be a joy, don't you think? Indulging in some great French prepared food is the best revenge against that capricious Mother Nature.
Which is why this evening I am enjoying D'Artagnan Mousse au Poivre and a glass of red wine while the wild winds swirl outside, plastering snow against my windows.My advice is to always prepare for a blizzard with the best possible ingredients. Forget the mere bread-and-milk staples: go for the finer cuisine. So you can make it into an event. It's worth every penny.
As what's-her-name said, let them eat cake!
Merci to Little Shiva for the Paris video.
