This is the 14th installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker. I am using the term “daily” loosely, I admit.
Let me make something clear: A Category 1 hurricane like Sandy is not an epic hurricane, as Yahoo! declared in the link I posted above. It’s not. I am a Cajun. We spit in the face of Category 1′s.
Today, as is custom before a hurricane, I went on a grocery store run amid 10 to 15 mile per hour wind gusts. I will be eating like an 8-year-old the next few days. Here’s a list of my Frankenstorm Preparations.
- Whole grain bread (already have turkey)
- Tostitos queso dip
- 4 cans of tuna
- 2 large bottles of Gatorade
- Tostitos scoops
- Lil’ Deb Nutty Bars
- Large box of raisins
- Birthday party-flavored Pop-Tarts
I will buy beer and water at the corner store a little later this afternoon. I also bought a flashlight and batteries this afternoon. Let there be light!
My roommates tell me in past storms the power has remained. We live in a high-rise apartment building on a hill in the concrete jungle known as upper Manhattan (Washington Heights). It’s unlikely the local sandwich shops will stop working the next few days. They need the money. I need their crispy buffalo chicken wraps and Cubano paninis.
Let the fun begin!
Should the Internet remain on, I will be posting periodic updates the next two or three days about “Frankenstorm”.