Snowmaggedon is here.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised; People have been running around D.C. all week preparing for the storm. But when I saw the snow start to fall last night, it still took my breath away. It gets me every time.

There’s something so peaceful about walking in the snow, especially at night. Maybe it’s because there are fewer people outside, and not as many cars want to brave the roads. But everything becomes very quiet, and for a second, you feel like you’re in a snow globe. It also makes me feel like a kid all over again. All I want to do is lie down and make snow angels.

Two nights ago, I decided to venture out in pre-SNOWMG to get last minute provisions. I ran into George on the way home.

Today, the real storm started. I’m lucky that I have a few friends from Chicago here, and they keep things in perspective for me weather-wise. A couple of them, including one of my most intrepid friends, Carly, wanted to get dinner tonight. I almost bailed, but then I decided, why not? The train was still open, I didn’t feel like cooking, and I’ve wanted to try this restaurant, The Dabney, for forever. Plus, no one is leaving their apartment tomorrow.

All I can say is, I’m happy that I decided to venture out into the snow. The dinner itself made it worth it. I got the poached farm egg with grits, Virginia littleneck clams, spicy pork sausage and tomato. Whoa. I mean, WHOA.

I highly recommend ordering the skillet cornbread as a side. Once I ate most of the grits and sausage, I used the bread to sop up the tomato sauce. As the French would say, mon dieu.

But honestly, I don’t know if anything can top the dessert. I hesitate to say this, because I’ve tasted many a good dessert in my day, but this might be one of the best desserts I’ve ever had. It’s definitely the best that I’ve tried since I moved to D.C. The sweet potato doughnuts were fluffy and dusted with the perfect amount of sugar and cinnamon, and were served alongside a quenelle of sweet potato ice cream, candied pecans and toasted marshmallow. I felt like being selfish and eating it all myself, but I let a couple people at the table try a bite. We all agreed that it was almost too pretty to eat.

Good luck to everyone in the DMV area this weekend! And if you have a chance after the storm, check out The Dabney in Shaw. It’s well worth a trip in any weather.