Hurricane Sandy Cuisine With Bingley
Neighbors reaching across the aisle to neighbors. The Marine across the street grills the chicken and Bingley makes the alfredo sauce.
My ‘wake-up’ phone picture (keeps forgetting about the time difference in his camping enthusiasm…)
yesterday ~ with the admonition, “Tell them we still survive!!!” ~ was “eggs-in-a-frame” à la Weber.
Of course, this morning, I hope he had a good feed. He’s sitting in the 38° chill at the Belmar Ferry terminal. Said the berm that protected it is completely blown away and the terminal itself is full of sand. On the way in, he saw horrendous lines at the few gas stations that were open, so all the more reason the use your full tank (Remember? We said FILL UP/TOP OFF?) wisely in the coming days. NO LOLLYGAGGING. He’s also equipped with a flashlight, because they’re opening his office building so he can get paperwork out to work from (his cellphone plugged into the ashtray in the car at) home.
The flashlight is for the TWENTYFIVE FLOOR JAUNT he has up to his office before he actually gets to root through what he needs.
I hope he’ll still have oxygen in his brain when he gets UP there. O_o
I’d hate to remember I forgot something halfway down.
Big Blows, Life, Swill Food and Grog | tree hugging sister | 
November 2, 2012 9:59 am
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So, all that barbequing and smoking was survival training camouflaged as gourmet cooking.
And that 25 floor trudge…..endurance training?
Is Mr. Bingley a prepper, hiding in plain view? Way to go, Mr. B!
Hope all is well with you and NJ Sue.
Mmmmmmm …… eggs in a frame …… mmmmm
Is that what it is? The wife calls it an “egg in a nest”. I’m not brave enough to correct her.
Be careful, Mr B. The streets are a little dangerous right now.
Thanks for the update. The cold seems like the worst part (well, tied with the gas problem). My North Jersey relatives are hanging in there with a generator and their fireplace–I think my 90yo grandfather thinks it’s a party!
Good for Bingley. I’m sure he is supplying his entire street with gourmet treats.
@ Dr. Alice…
From my experience, he probably is – and the rest of the street is probably reciprocating (“gourmet” being relative…tasty is what counts).
@ Mr. Bingley,
Hang in there. This, too, shall pass.
P.S. Where’s the bacon? 😛
I hope all is well. We just got power back on this morning. I had all the cars topped off, gas cans full and the riding lawn mower tank full as a reserve. And of course the generator tank was full.
But in my end of the state, though we got power later than the side facing NY, none of the NYers are coming all the way up here to buy our gas, so we have no shortage.
Yet.
Public Service Announcement:
Change your clocks on Saturday.
Change your President on Tuesday.
YAY, JOHN!!! And never count out a good shortage coming your way. We weren’t out of gas FROM Katrina, it was lla the folks heading our way outta LA looking for gas that through us into empty pumps that did it.
And Bingley just told me THEY’VE gotten the juice back on, so WHOOPIE!!
Excellent, Syd.
I think I might just post that. Know there’s a bunch of newly blossoming republicans in NY right now who wish they could vote.
Oh – and what Syd B. says…lol..nice one:
“Public Service Announcement:
Change your clocks on Saturday.
Change your President on Tuesday.”
Yes, please.