Boy, did I call that wrong. The last time I posted, I was musing about whether our winter weather might be over. Then, last weekend, the meteorologists starting talking about a real winter storm coming our way. After having experienced them calling “wolf” before, it was easy to question whether we were going to see anything at all when the doppler seemed to indicate that there was a force field around the Triangle area on Wednesday morning.
But I tried to play it safe, leaving work at lunch time, then swinging by the grocery to ensure we had food for the next couple meals, in case we were snowed in, or worse, lost power. When it was still clear at that point, I decided to fit in a quick run on the treadmill at the club less than a mile from our house. And then, it started to snow, and it came hard and fast. In the time it took me to run three miles, more snow hit the ground than Mother Nature has delivered over the last year. When I went to turn out of the club, there were already about a dozen cars off the road on the hill that stood between me and home. I decided that even though it was definitely wet and slippery, I felt comfortable driving in the snow and decided to take the long way home. An hour and a half later(!), I finally made it home. I’ve never seen anything like it.
Even though I wanted to deny it, I knew that some serious winter weather was coming our way. I knew it would have a major impact on life, seeing how we don’t have much ability to clear the snow once it’s on the ground. But I never expected that it would fall so fast that even small hills would make travel impossible, as cars slid off the road, people got stuck - spinning their wheels after trying to work against gravity after coming to a dead stop, and then ultimately, many abandoned their cars when they lost confidence in their ability to safely and efficiency proceed. Over my 2.5 mile loop around, I probably saw 50 people on foot!
This photo of Glenwood Ave. in Raleigh, has made it’s way around the internet. Minus the fire, the roads I traveled looked remarkably similar.
Needless to say, once I finally got home, I wasn’t going anywhere until the white stuff stopped falling. Ultimately, we got over 6 inches of snow, with some ice on top. That’s more than we’ve accumulated here in 5 years!
Even if it was totally the wrong call to spend my last hour of clear roads marking the grocery and the treadmill off my list, I was thankful to have some really delicious meals while we were snowed in.
It was a good chance to make this classic Cincinnati chili - the closest I’ve been able to find to Skyline.
And we discovered a new favorite way to braise pork - I did this on the stove, but I think this is exactly the reason people love their crock pots. Dump the pork into the marinade the night before, throw everything into the slow cooker in the morning, and enjoy a delicious, sweet, salty pile of meat at the end of the day.
And although it was stressful to try to get in full days’ worth of work while also watching Hazel and Ada, they were pretty cute when we finally got them out in the snow!
Luckily, since Friday afternoon, temps have stayed above freezing, so except where snow was plowed into a pile or the ground is very shaded, almost everything is gone. And now, on Wednesday, highs are expected to be in the seventies! Perhaps we really are done with winter now? Is there some winter equivalent to “in like a lion, out for a lamb?” I think it’s time for a classic Carolina spring!