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I'm a clean freak, so I would've been with your wife on that one. Disgusting. Oh well, you lived.
By: Alex J. Cavanaugh on January 9, 2017
Well, no chance of snow margaritas here, but I've given my husband's dumb ideas the thumbs down many times, and it never works. He just does it anyway, usually with negative results...
By: Lexa Cain on January 9, 2017
My son Genius was nearly trapped in Portland yesterday by the freezing rain. He was contemplating renting a car to drive to Seattle and make his connecting flight. Thank goodness Alaska Airlines opened up a flight, and he was one of the first to book it. I am sure Genius would have welcomed a Sooty Snowgarita!
By: Val on January 9, 2017
As long as it's not the yellow snow.
By: PT Dilloway on January 9, 2017
I love Margaritas, but prefer mine on the rocks - so no dilemma here for me. (though I would probably have sided with your wife) Hopefully the alcohol killed all the germs.
By: Kelly on January 9, 2017
They say you eat a pound of dirt before you die. But I try my best not to eat any dirt, hoping to live longer :)
By: jenny_o on January 9, 2017
Do husbands ever listen to their wives -- in time?
By: The Broad on January 9, 2017
I bet that was one hell of a hangover!!
By: fishducky on January 9, 2017
Bwa hahah Good thing I had finished my cuppa tea or it would have been sprayed all over the laptop! Too funny!
By: Kathe W. on January 9, 2017
I was wondering how you would be able to prove or disprove Mrs C's theory. That was funny and hopefully the alcohol killed anything nasty.
By: Arkansas Patti on January 9, 2017
Gives a whole different meaning to a dirty martini, yes? Well, live and learn... Mountain snow yes, parking lot snow, not so much... Cat
By: Cat on January 9, 2017
If you are ever out in the country with some good, clean snow, make snow pancakes. Use snow in place of the milk in the pancakes, and it will make the best pancakes you've ever eaten.
By: messymimi on January 9, 2017
Yep, city air is very polluted. Sorry, but you have learned your lesson. I find those pre-mixed mixes too sweet and like my drinks more sour.
By: Tabor on January 9, 2017
Ha! We used to make snow cream when I was a kid, but we lived in the country...
By: The Bug on January 9, 2017
So, let's see, all the snow did was pick up what was already in the air. Does Mrs. C recommend you all stop breathing? IMO a little dirt never hurt anyone, and snow margaritas was a fabulous idea :)
By: Botanist on January 9, 2017
So you drank what you would have breathed in. Big deal.
By: Pixel Peeper on January 9, 2017
A great idea but Mrs C has the practical head!
By: John Gibson on January 10, 2017
I love it. It's the perfectly gross and funny father-son bonding. As usual, I was taking Mrs. C's side through this one, waiting for natural consequences to play out. Good thing you weren't going for lemon (yellow) margaritas.
By: Robyn Engel on January 10, 2017
By: Bee BB Bee on January 10, 2017
What a good way to make use of a snow day... I used to make snowcream a lot but kind of fell out of doing it after the second decade of snow country... now that I am in the land void of snow, I miss it.
By: Sage on January 10, 2017
By: Tom Cochrun on January 10, 2017
A little dirty snow never hurt anyone:) Jilda has that same look in her arsenal.
By: Rick Watson on January 10, 2017
Dirty Slush Machine Provides Children In Florida Taste Of Winter http://www.theonion.com/r/37690 via @theonion
By: PT Dilloway on January 10, 2017
Blech. Blech. Blech. I grew up in the City of New York. I never understood the phrase, "as pure as new fallen snow." Kim Carnes's "as pure as New York snow" made perfect sense.
By: Mitchell is Moving on January 11, 2017
Always did think city snow tasted funny, right from childhood. Now I know why. I only ever seem to drink margaritas when I am in the US. I still think fondly of Aqui in Campbell, CA, which really has among the best.
By: Jenny on January 11, 2017
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