Tuesday, February 01, 2005

What a party.

Beth and I entered Sibbitt's home to find him slightly inebriated and busily tending to the preparation of a variety of animal-based dishes.

Outside, Mother Nature wept softly to herself as we sat down (or, for those who were not quick enough to grab seats, stood up) to consume roast goose, baked rabbit, grilled rabbit, rabbit stew, and bacon-wrapped shrimp,

Somewhere else outside, a cow and a chicken were high-fiving each other.

I almost polished off my bottle of apple brandy which would have floored me had I not stopped halfway to gorge myself on various critters.

The party continued in that fashion, with drinking punctuated by trips to the table of dead animals.

A few vegetarian spring rolls made an appearance but they too were quickly devoured. Ah, the joys of being an omnivore.

And I must say, the moonshine Sibbitt brewed was tremendous.

We spent the night. While we slept, about three inches of snow fell. I was not pleased. It made for a harrowing drive home, but fortunately, Beth was driving. I mostly huddled in the foot well of the passenger seat and whimpered.

On a less self-sufficient note, I am leaving for New York tomorrow night. I have no idea what to expect and that's exactly how I like it.

As long as it isn't snowing up there I'm sure I'll be fine...