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Perfect Blizzard Day

I'm not prepared for the snow, the scary times, the lack of transportation and the epic apocalypse that is about to hit us. Nope, I've got coffee abd three eggs. But it hasn't stopped me from thinking about my potential perfect blizzard day.  Obviously, sharing the confinement with a special someone is nice, but I'll stick to what I know for now.

I'm thinking I'd awake around 10am, hitting the button on the coffee and getting back into bed. While sipping on my first cup is colm up some bacon and eggs, accompanied by a sesame bagel with cream cheese, tomato, raw red onion and a few pieces of lox. I'd leisurely eat this while perusing the news and social media.

I'd then spend some time looking at the snow, maybe a walk, who knows. Live the sound of the fresh snow crunching beneath my feet. I'd throw in a movie, probably something mindless, like an action movie or comedy. I'd then start baking some chicken wings.  When the movie ended, I'd get a frying pan and melt some butter, adding sriracha and stirring to make a nice sauce, is add the wings to the pan and toss them until they were fully covered, then dig in with a nice little bowl of bleu cheese dressing, some sliced carrots and bell peppers.  Something tells me a nap would be in order following.

As I awoke from my nap, I'd jump in the shower, then open a bottle of string cabernet. Grab a bunch of crackers, a nice camembert, some chevre, a strong cheddar, an English stilton and a patè.  I'd pop in a good drama or psychological thriller and hunker down. It would be about 7pm by now and I'd start thinking about dinner. A nice rib eye, some mashed potatoes and haricot verts.  I'm thinking a Malbec would be nice.

I'd let the meal settle and then make some coffee, a glass of Bailey's on the rocks as dessert and I'd probably make some popcorn and pop in a juicy foreign horror film.  Something grotesque and disturbing. Then when it was over, I'd peak outside, walking out one last time, maybe even barefoot, to feel the cold wet snow. Coming in, taking a few more sips of coffee and heading off to dream about having a serene day like this in reality and not just a blog.

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