|The meal before the ice storm, when there was still power to cook it - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
|Enough snow for hot soup, some awkward shoveling, and a visit from Sno-toro - photos by Wasabi Prime|
Amid all this snow nonsensery, the Mister had developed a bad cold which of course blossomed into a lovely bloom of infection. Oh joy. His sinuses were in miserable shape, he was barely getting any good sleep, and then to top it all off, his eardrum ruptured. Double joy. All this on the eve of a bad ice storm, promising more snow and colder temperatures to just turn the melting snow into heavy, solid ice, which was the concern for power lines and the trees that would inevitably become heavy from the ice and tear down more power lines. There was no Neti-potting the sickness away with salt water and spiritual platitudes, he needed drugs before his head exploded like a giant zit, and luckily he was able to get to the ER and get some of the Good Stuff before hell broke loose. Or froze over, I should say. Because this is what the world looked like after the power went out and only snow remained:
|When snow stops being fun and is just a big, fat jerk - Photos by Wasabi Prime|
Not catastrophic by any means. But it was still disheartening to hear so many main roads were blocked from frozen/fallen trees, figures like "200,000" were being listed as the number of people without power, and it was only getting higher. The governor declared a state of emergency, to be able to enlist outside assistance to just get Western Washington back on the grid. Walking out into our own winter wonderland, you couldn't tell the difference between road and sidewalk, no plows were coming through, likely due to road closures -- not that anyone was driving around. I walked to see how far the outage was, in the hopes that it was just our grid, that others possibly had power, implying the outage wasn't too bad, but no such luck. Seeing a long row of bamboo that normally sits ten feet high, totally collapsed, either weighed down or broken by the weight of the snow and ice was something to see. And all the trees were encased in a layer of ice in the morning. Pretty super, right?
Before surveying the snow and reach of the outage, I opened our refrigerator for fifteen seconds, grabbing the leftover chicken, corn salad and soup, the last bits of a leftover pot roast, and a carton of milk. That's about all you want to risk, not knowing how long the power will be out, and wanting to keep everything cold for as long as possible. I took metal bowls and packed them with snow, placing them in the bottom of a large camping cooler, which was left outside on our front porch. Everything pulled from the fridge went into the cooler and I knew this would be enough to feed us for at least two days -- about the length of time I'd feel comfortable leaving the fridge without power, and then I'd have to consider cooking everything perishable in there and keeping it on ice on the porch. It sounds a little crazy, assuming days and not hours to get an outage fixed, but where we live is not considered a high priority fix when massive outages happen. Brock was in no condition to be moving around or walking to a cold weather shelter, so you hunker-down and do whatever needs to be done.
|Keep Calm and Scrapbook, plus other power outage must-haves - Photos by Wasabi Prime|
|Dark times call for tasty meals - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
When something like a big power outage happens and you're basically trapped in your own home, not knowing when the lights will work again, you revolve that much more closely around food. It's the time of the day where you can feel normal again, just having a hot meal. All I can say is, it's been real, Winter -- let's not do this again anytime soon, okay?
|The four stages of Snowmageddon - Photos by Wasabi Prime|