The Best Thing That Happened This Week

Practice snow.


Okay, it was only an inch. A mere dusting, really. But that was enough to turn everyone’s Tuesday-morning commute into the journey from hell. Spinouts, fender-benders, multiple car collisions — people, why are you so flaky about snowflakes? More flurries followed on Friday and Saturday, easing us into winter as we got serious about locating scrapers and brooms (and those curb-guarding sawhorses and chairs). So now we’ve got our initial freak-out under our belts, and a smidgen of practice for the real snowmageddons to come.