Like so many New Yorkers, the cold, the gray and longing for family and friends called us from the City in January.
Our son came to experience the snow and cold shortly after the Cyclone Snow Bomb, then we headed south to the balmy temperatures of Texas.
It was great revisiting family, catching up with friends, and reminding our taste buds of the great tastes of the southwest.
We enjoyed Texas barbecue at least twice, ate biscuits and gravy on several occasions, and made the rounds to enjoy some of our favorite restaurants.
Now that February has arrived we are joyful to be back in our little apartment with the surroundings of the city we love.
This morning I awoke to the Norwegian Breakaway pulling into the pier outside our window. It felt good to be back.
Happy Groundhog Day… gotta run to Central Park to see if I can find a groundhog!