According to all kinds of reports, the Northeast is about to be buried in snow — which means if you want toilet paper and bread, you should have bought them yesterday.
So that means beyond empty grocery shelves, we are looking at that magical moment when neighbors who normally don’t speak will get out and shovel together, where everything stops, we walk down the middle of the street, and we all make snow angels.
It will be awesome. Strap on your snowshoes and come on over. I have chocolate!