Around 10:30, Ann heard from a neighbor that the outage was not citywide, so we decided to walk up Fillmore street in search of coffee. All the cafes and restaurants had lines out the door, because everyone stayed home from work and no one had power.
We found a table at the Curbside Cafe. Phillippe was in constant motion, clearing, seating, taking orders, serving and apologizing for the delay and the presentation, which was not up to his standards. I would not have noticed. Ann had the spinach & gruyere omelette; I had french toast and bacon. Perfection! It was one of those mornings when people chatted with neighbors at other tables.
Annie walked on to work, and I arrived home in time for the return of electricity. We will sacrifice some dairy products and a little turkey bacon, but everything in the freezer is fine. So, we are back to normal, although they say we have another 36 hours of storm to ride out. So, this may be the storm of the century because of duration, rather than intensity, although I see it is blizzard conditions in the sierra.
And, of course, the century is young.