Here in north Florida, we are enjoying a decadent Sunday morning breakfast of beignets, mimosas, and coffee, outside!
A good morning sea breeze and cooler morning temps (not 95) is the promise of cool fall days around the corner.
I haven’t attempted to make beignets from scratch. I love Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans – my favorite place besides my home here at the beach and Tallahassee (my hometown). So, I use their beignet mix. I mean, if it ain’t broke, why fix it? I have found the mix at Publix, mostly.
We are grateful that hurricane Dorian most likely has turned back to the Atlantic, and I hope my friends and colleagues throughout the state are relaxing this morning, as well. I also hope the storm simply dissipates and does nothing more than provide awesome surf for good folks all along the east coast.
The craziest night of my life: my 3rd hurricane, 2nd in my hometown, and 1st as a wife and mama. Thanks to my husband, our friend who’s a former PJ special ops, and God, others’ lives were spared. 911 Emergency was not responding.
Within 5 minutes: something hit the roof (now I figure a branch), our friend, “Chappy,” called my husband and was on our doorstep, we opened the door, and he burst in asking my husband for help – and to go 10 minutes up the road to load three people into the car and get them to our house to safety. A tree had sliced their townhouse in half, landing on the bed our friend was supposed to have slept on but chose the couch instead. The residents were terrified…too scared to stay, too scared to run. The same tree took out another family’s roof. Water was filling up the house, power lines were down, and all hell had broken loose. My husband and friend looked at me, told me to get our toddler and go to the safest room in the house – the hallway bathroom. I did. Thankfully, I got my family on the phone with me to help keep me calm.
About 10 minutes later, 3 people flooded into our foyer, carrying bags, a cat carrier, soaked through. My obedient son sat in the hallway bathroom with his dog, flashlight, snack and juice and peeked around the corner. My husband hollered a tree’s down in the yard. I asked if we had cars. He said yes. I said good and grabbed dry towels for everyone. My husband and Chappy went back to the house to rescue their 4 dogs.
Seven people, 5 dogs, and 3 cats later, we survived. Grateful for preparedness, our new generator, and can-do attitudes.
Always take the weather seriously. And get yourself a generator.