Saturday night I stepped out of the frigid wind zipping down Central Park West into the cozy warmth of the Time Warner Center for a brief moment.
I needed to call my sister before I hopped on the A train and I didn't want to get frostbite while while chatting about the latest and greatest.
So there I was, mid-conversation, when all of a sudden flurries of snow filled the air. It appears that the Time Warner Center has added one more element to their ensemble of fabulous and colorful blinking stars and music. Snow.
Yes, snow.
The real stuff.
It was actually kind of fun to watch. The snow machines aren't on all the time, and it doesn't stick, but if you're in the mood for some holiday cheer and wonder, then swing by Columbus Circle.
And please, please be careful, if you decide to run around attempting to catch snowflakes on your tongue.
-Bitter