So even if our plane was three hours late leaving JFK and we got home around 1 am, I'm still really glad we didn't fly home last night.
We were eating outside at El Arroyo (about five minutes from home) when a wind came through that made the temperature drop at least five degrees. It felt great, but it's also a huge tornado indication! It was kinda funny to watch all the people on the upper exposed part of the patio scatter like ants. It hadn't even started to rain yet. We got home just after seven to no power.
Shoulda stayed at the restaurant, jeez. At least they had cold drinks and power...
And guess what! The frakking power is still out. Eighteen hours +. So much for the fresh feta from Central Market...grrrrrrrr.