In case you didn't hear, it snowed a bit in Chicago this week. Twenty inches, to be exact.
It was my very first blizzard.... and my favorite day so far this year. My school actually closed for the first time in a bazillion years, so I also got my very first snow day!
It was so surreal, our street literally looked like the apocalypse. Hutch was able to run freely down our street and Broadway, because the plowing hadn't started yet and there were no cars on the road.
After the snow stopped pummeling down, we stomped down Clark to take advantage of my day off and go to the Duke of Perth.
What better way to spend a blizzard than at a fireside table with a hot (spiked) cider?
