I can admit the snow really is rather pretty.
After picking up a prescription uptown, Jay and I decided to run over to the other side of the river across the Pattullo. The roads were clear but now my truck is covered in salt. Central City Brewing is only a hop/skip from here really. The traffic on the ancient bridge means the best time to cross is around noon.
I filled several growlers. For some reason the world seems a better place when there's a gallon of beer in the fridge.