the great snowpocalypse of charlottesville

On Friday night, my charming and witty friend John drove with me from Brooklyn into The Great Snowpocalypse of Charlottesville. Other areas lay claim to the storm, but I think with around twenty-four inches of snow, the title belongs to that beautiful area of Virginia where I lived for five years.

As soon as we arrived, we walked into a bar full of friends while the storm raged on outside, and I woke early to watch the snow still falling heavily, blanketing the town with an additional layer of quiet. It wasn’t my first Snowpocalypse, but it was still startling to see the fabulous Severine standing in the snow piled higher than her knees.

Severine in the snow

We ventured out on Saturday morning through Friday’s snowfall into the brightness of downtown, to the Pavilion that looked like a landing spot from the future.

the Charlottesville Dome in the Snowpocalypse

Somehow, the chalkings on the Charlottesville wall survived the drifts,

the Charlottesville wall

and Severine and I walked the length of the Mall,

the Mall in Charlottesville

blinking at the whiteness of the snow and the curiously mod shapes of iced lights,

Charlottesville light in the Snowpocalypse

to meet up with Eric, Ben, John, Will, and Dan (watch closely to see Ben’s glasses transition, Sara joined us later).

The beloved Christian’s Pizza was among the few restaurants open and served as the gathering place for Charlottesville news (I am eating a pesto-artichoke-feta slice and a pepperoni with local Starr Hill Jomo) as busy as the entrance papered with flyers.

With a foraging trip to Market Street Wine to talk Grecian grapes with incredibly helpful wine researchers, we proceeded to while away the hours in a big hotel room,

hotel room at the Omni. rock stars appeared later. to party.

before venturing out that night to Zinc. On the way in, thrown snowballs whiffed; inside, excellent versions of confit with cassoulet, onglet frites, onion soup gratinée, and brussel sprouts with lardons were brought out to the long table at the center of this bistro.

Stories were invented, a Famous Professor stopped by, and we adjourned to decanted wine in a municipal building with a ceiling of possibilities.

snowballs in front of Zinc during the Charlottesville snowpocalypse

I departed Charlottesville around noon on Sunday, when skillful strangers unearthed my car and help push the vehicle toward the road. I find it difficult to leave this town, particularly when close friends convene for holidays, and I am surrounded once again by brilliant literature geeks of the first order.

For the days of this week though, I’m circling further South…

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  1. John JacksonNo Gravatar:

    The pesto-artichoke-feta pizza is one of my favorite items at Christian’s. C’ville looks lovely in white. Thanks for sharing =)

  2. KristenNo Gravatar:

    John, it was very odd to see Cville so dazzlingly white (on the ground). When I drove back through on Sunday, there were still piles of snow on the sides of the road. Hope your holidays have been merry and warm—

  3. V. LondenNo Gravatar:

    really nice pictures, thanks for sharing them, love Christian’s too!

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