New York has a strange way of welcoming us. Ol' NYC must have heard me blabbing before I left SF, "I'm looking forward to winter. I've missed it." But 19º?! I was ready to get into this cold thing slowly, was geared up for the 30º. But not this. After a quick stroll to get bagels, coffee, and juice this morning (during which we observed all the puddles were totally frozen), I've had enough. I don't think I can leave the house again today.
