Finding (the Logic in Giving Every Snowfall a Name Like) Nemo

Walking path at Pier 1 of Brooklyn Bridge Park

Thankfully, Winter Storm Nemo passed through Brooklyn relatively peacefully on Friday night, leaving behind only a nice blanket of snow and an inordinate amount of salt on the city sidewalks. Brooklynites have been spending the rest of the weekend turning the borough into a playground. A glimpse at our neck of the woods over the last couple of days:

Concealed creek bed in the park

A few enterprising spirits brought cross-country skiing to Pier 1 yesterday.

More adventurous were the sledders who took to the granite steps, navigating their way under the railing halfway down.

Evidence of the new sled run on the granite steps

Snowman in progress within the Tobacco Warehouse

Commingling of canines and sledders at the Hillside Dog Run

Sidewalk grates on Fulton Mall

Cadman Plaza facing South

A common sight throughout Brooklyn: snow-drifted cars as snowballing ammunition supply

Here We Come, Walking Down the Street...

Last weekend, while visiting family in Kansas, we celebrated my grandfather's 88th birthday. For the occasion, my mom hired a bakery in South Haven, KS, to bake a special cake for Frass. Muffin Top Bakery came through with flying colors, producing an entertaining and delicious banana cake with cream cheese frosting. I've never had anything like it. If you have a sweet tooth and ever find yourself in South Central Kansas, consider yourself notified.

 

 

Good Morning, Nemo.

This morning's view from Fulton Landing: