This is too funny; I lived in NJ for 25 years and then moved to Oklahoma. The stores are emptied even if a dusting of snow is forecast (because you never know….).
Hear, hear. In the Richmond area, one specifically ran to Ukrop’s for snow staples. (Now gone, Ukrop’s was a combination grocery store and religious sect, much as Wegman’s was in Upstate New York.) However, you neglected to include eggs, which were the third of the Holy Triad. The other day, Alanna and I went out for all three, by coincidence, and she said, “I guess we must be getting snow.” Sure enough …
I’m in southern Michigan and threats of a Lake Effect snowstorm (clouds engorged with Lake Michigan moisture) unleash the same grocery store hysteria. I think milk and bread are both affordable proxies for the anarchy that we know exists beneath the thin veneer of civilization. As I await the snow-pocalypse, I’ll also stockpile local maple syrup because I could live on that glugged over French toast for a good week.
This is too funny; I lived in NJ for 25 years and then moved to Oklahoma. The stores are emptied even if a dusting of snow is forecast (because you never know….).
Hear, hear. In the Richmond area, one specifically ran to Ukrop’s for snow staples. (Now gone, Ukrop’s was a combination grocery store and religious sect, much as Wegman’s was in Upstate New York.) However, you neglected to include eggs, which were the third of the Holy Triad. The other day, Alanna and I went out for all three, by coincidence, and she said, “I guess we must be getting snow.” Sure enough …
I’m in southern Michigan and threats of a Lake Effect snowstorm (clouds engorged with Lake Michigan moisture) unleash the same grocery store hysteria. I think milk and bread are both affordable proxies for the anarchy that we know exists beneath the thin veneer of civilization. As I await the snow-pocalypse, I’ll also stockpile local maple syrup because I could live on that glugged over French toast for a good week.