I started drinking hot toddies the winter I moved to the New England. It was a year of white outs and snow days. As the result of the nor’easter/blizzard situation, I saw more snow in the span of a few hours than I had in 24 years of winters combined. Truth be told, I loved it, and I still do. I’m one of those people who bask in the cold air and the knee-high snow. This southerner was blissfully happy in the New England winter wonderland.