Is it just me, or has the snow removal process been noticeably lacking in the first big storm to hit New York this winter? Walking around outside is a miserable experience, so much so that after my V-day meal the other night, we were reluctant to walk 3 short West Village blocks to Magnolia Bakery (of course, we came around and was all over those cupcakes like flies on shit)! But, after a good 35-40 hours of post-storm city life, you would think that the streets of NY would be mostly clean and traversable. But, the sidewalks and streets are covered with that nasty brown snow/dirt slurry that looks like rotten cookie dough.

My personal view of snow is that in the dead of summer, it is all I want to see. Once late fall and early winter hit, I am anxiously awaiting the first few flakes. When the initial flurries finally arrive, I am euphoric. 10 minutes later, I am suicidal. And once the snow becomes “ripe,” I am just angry and resentful of that bitch Mother Nature.

[photo courtesy Andyland]

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