Down here in the south, people lose their minds when the fluffy white stuff starts coming down. They buy up all the bread and milk in grocery stores. They start doing foolish stuff on the roads. Granted, we don't get that much snow so people are not used to it and don't know how to drive in it.
A snow (non) event virtually guarantees the entire city shuts down: schools, businesses, many eateries. I happen to like snow days because that means we get the day off. Such was the case today. Whenever we get a snow day, I get the urge to cook, bake and eat up a storm. I present to you Exhibit A:
|Blueberry cobbler. Git in mah belleh!!|
|The Lola homestead around 7 a.m. Just a dusting.|
|About nine hours later. Plucky dog loves the snow.|