Downtown is closed.
Wait a minute. Downtown is never closed.
Despite 7" of white fluffy mess (with a good 1" of slippery ice in the center), downtowners are still out and about. Refusing to be pent up in their tiny houses (and refusing to dig out their completely buried cars), they're on foot, on sled, and on stoop assessing the situation.
Five most common downtown responses to a blizzard:
- Walk to the grocery. Even if you don't need anything, it can't hurt to lay in an extra bottle of wine and maybe some stinky cheese. Plus, you look smashing in that scarf and you need to get some feedback on the new boots.
- See how far you can walk a small dog before it disappears in the snow. Hey, we walk their fancy pants in the city parks all summer - we get to make fun of them being chin-deep in snow at least once a winter. It's a fair trade.
- Smoke on the stoop. What better venue to chat up neighbors about the massive inconvenience this beautifully misspent day will create for us all. (And, figure out what walking-distance bars might be open later ... say, 6sih)
- Make excuses not to shovel. It will melt. No one else shovels. There's ice under there.
- Go sledding in Schiller Park. Sure, it's a baby hill. And, all you have is a snowboard. But what better way to get a runny nose and feel like you earned a little full-calorie cocoa.