Like Living In The Alps

imagesThe view from my window looks like a Currier and Ives lithograph…snow as far as the eye can see.

With the exception of emergency vehicles, all cars have been ordered off the road.

The biggest deal is no public transportation meaning, New York City is truly shut down. The people that make it work, like the baker at Panera for instance, can’t get here to make my medium sesame with a schmear…sigh.

I’m here drinking muddy coffee with toast, no butter, not quite prepared for a house arrest.

Schools, stores, the stock exchange…all closed…even Neofytos, the deli up the block that never closes,…CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED.

I suppose it’s a time for reflection…to have more respect for Juan the delivery boy and Guillermo who slices my cheese.

They’ll be no mail today, another issue, since I’m expecting checks I can’t cash because the BANKS ARE FUCKING CLOSED. I’m sorry, that just had to come out.

What happened to: neither SNOW nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds. All talk, and they wonder why we now get our stamps online.

I’ve been taken hostage by the snow that according to AOL has shifted gears. We won’t be having that avalanche today after all…it has tapered off, but the city is still frozen, pun intended, until further notice…

and so am I.




About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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20 Responses to Like Living In The Alps

  1. It missed us almost completely. We got a dusting. Predictions were for 8 to 24″ here. I bought an extra SB yesterday to keep in the fridge in case of an emergency. I am cranky without my morning routine and it sounds like you are too. It’s NYC. It will reopen shortly (or people will go berserk!).


  2. Elle Knowles says:

    I don’t think anyone ever died from muddy coffee and dry toast! Do not go out in that weather when the deli opens! We will find you in a snow drift frozen and you will crack like a pretzel. 😉 Great post! I sometimes wish I could be snowed in with nothing but a good book to read by candlelight! ~Elle


  3. Rubenstein, Hal says:

    Every normal business is closed but the NY Stock Exchange is actually open, they would be open during a nuclear war ! Hope your well, love your posts, stay warm


  4. Loretta says:

    Bummer, but by the looks of it, it wasn’t as bad as expected? Aren’t we all so used to our own routines and take so much for granted? Well, tell you what, at least you have heat and water and electricity, but no java :). But my sympathies go out to you, I have 2 daughters living in Brooklyn too, but I haven’t heard from them yet, probably still in bed where it’s nice and warm 🙂


    • I think Brooklyn is okay too…have friends there. We certainly dodged a bullet unlike Boston where I hear it’s a horror show. And yes, we are all used to our own routines…I missed my bagel and coffee at 6 a.m. before my run in the park. Too much snow and ice to attempt it…maybe tomorrow. Nice you have daughters. Thanks for writing.


  5. I knew NY couldn’t stay closed for more than a blink of an eye!


  6. pmahaney says:

    Well I just don’t know what to say except…”Do you wanna build a snowman.”


  7. so sorry… was worried about you though.


  8. skinnyuz2b says:

    I hate snow, Susannah. I just love talking to my friends and family living in Florida, South Carolina, Arizona, and California. They regale me with the current temp while I look out the window at all the stupid snow and a pool that won’t be open for a long, long time.


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