holy moly friends. this was one of the most delicious weekends of my life. wings for the superbowl, bacon for breakfast, salty grilled clams for dinner! whew. (although i do feel like i consumed enough salt and fat to last me a lifetime. oops.) it was one of those weekends where with each bite of food i was internally grateful that i live in nyc (if the only the rent weren't too damn high). ahhh well. enjoy it while i can i suppose.
the highlight of the weekend was as we sat in st. asnlem (our second trip, blew our socks off again), with the lights low, cozy as could be, and it started snowing - huge, big, white fluffy flakes. brian and i looked outside, finally taking a break from eating, and both captured the perfection of that moment. we agreed we wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world just then. and on sunday afternoon, when it started up again, we both stood near his windows, entranced. i guess we really, truly love snow. but in the middle of a bitterly cold winter, i feel as though snow is mother nature's way of producing something so beautiful out of something so harsh that it should give us pause. and the forecast says it should snow a couple more times this week - i'll be using that to help me get through to next weekend. and maybe some more delicious food.