Let’s either get ten feet of snow or jump back to summer.  This in-between, cold-but-not-snowing weather has got to go.

In other news, I grabbed a friend and hit Suba this past Friday.  Neither one of us had been there before, and we both agreed that it was not quite up to par with the hype I had heard.  I can’t really put my finger on exactly what was disappointing; the service was great, the crowd was decent, the music was on …  Maybe the lights were just a hair too bright.  Or maybe the room was just a hair too small.  I don’t know.  For lack of a better way of explaining it, the experience reminded me of the first time I ate an olive.  At first I hated it, but something made me want to try it again.  So we’ll be back at some point, most likely on an off night, for further evaluation.