Bombogenesis was a word I had never heard of before, and was suddenly frequently being used by all weather forecasters. The forecast for one of the storms of the century had all in the tri state area scrambling. Bombogenesis was coming.
A minimum of two feet of snow was expected in most areas. I was in good company at the grocery store, shopping for the necessities, and for things I don't normally buy. Why is that, by the way? Junk food seems to be a necessity during snow storms. Anyway, I made sure our fridge was stocked, and our pantry was full, and planned a menu of things I could cook to help pass the time while we were stuck inside.
We buckled down the hatches and waited. And when we went to bed last night at 10:30, we had only received a dusting. The majority of the snow was to fall after midnight, so I was expecting to wake up to the worst.
But instead, we only received a couple inches. And when I turned on the TV, bombogenesis turned out to be a bustogenesis. No one received the snow that was expected. The forecasters were wrong. And boy were they!
So in the meantime, we're fully stocked with food and beverage, and I have my work cut out for me. I'll still fill my day today, using the ingredients I bought to make all the food I had planned to prepare, and then most likely freeze.
Bombogenesis was a bustogenesis, but Be Fed Again is turning this storm into a cookogenesis. Stay tuned for those recipes.