where the beer flows like wine...

I'm going to Colorado, beeches. I actually have no idea where. I'll let you know when I get there. Be back on a redeye Monday morning.

be mine

Wintry mix, my ass. It's been snowing for 7 straight hours. I was walking across the street and got tunnel vision on a matchey matchey couple with dark hair and common faces. Keep in mind, I was walking, across the street, towards them - and observing. They were saying their goodbyes on the corner and she held and kissed his hand. Then they embraced, kissed, and she pulled him back towards her. At this point, she whipped out a tube of chapstick and proceeded to paint it across his lips. I wasn't sure whether to smile, laugh, or throw up. Was this an act of affection or possession? It's interesting how often the two become confused.

The Great Molasses Flood of 1919

It doesn't make much sense to have a blog about New York and be talking about Boston - but I'm visiting my sister (Lindsay) here until tomorrow morning and I found myself pondering why they call this place "Beantown"...

Back in colonial days, a favorite Boston food was beans baked in molasses for several hours. Back then, Boston was sort of awash in molasses - it was part of the "triangular trade" in which slaves in the Caribbean grew sugar cane to be shipped to Boston to be made into rum to be sent to West Africa to buy more slaves to send to the West Indies. Even after the end of this practice, Boston continued as a big rum producing city - until the Great Molasses Flood of 1919 (which killed 21), occurred when a tank holding molasses for rum production exploded.

Today, Boston baked beans are something of a rarity - there are no companies in the city making it and only a few restaurants serve it.

Well, that settles it. I'm finding a restaurant that serves BBB by the end of the day. Any product that results in a Molasses flood has got to be worth hunting, finding, and trying.

Now we just have to get through the snow that started last night and hasn't stopped since...

AHK! IT'S SNOWING!

It's 23 degrees outside and I just woke up to this: (I know, I'm such a Southerner...)