Did you know Frosty the Snowman was born in Armonk? Indeed, he was.
The “village square” was Armonk’s historic downtown, and, according to local legend:
“The lyricist of the winter holiday classic, Steve Nelson, was a frequent visitor to Armonk after World War II from his home in nearby White Plains, NY. In 1950, he wrote the song’s lyrics which he put to Jack Rollins’ music; it was the same year that he was looking for land in Armonk on which to build his new home. Gene Autry recorded the song that year, making it an instant classic, following his earlier one of ‘Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.'” — Frosty Day website ArmonkFrosty.com.
Well, it just so happens that ‘Frosty the Snowman’ is Sam’s favorite Christmas cartoon. She loved it last year so much that she’s been requesting to watch it all year long, even in the heat of summer. We were not able to delete it from our DVR.
So when we discovered that there was a Frosty Day in Armonk, we immediately made plans to take her, and to go out to dinner afterwards, natch. 
The Frosty Parade itself was a bit of let down, I have to admit. There was no big “Frosty,” but rather a bunch of local groups (girl scouts, EMS volunteers, etc.) with a couple of blow-up Frostys. At the end there was one person dressed in a Frosty costume.
Eh.
Dinner, on the other hand, at Fortina, was fabulous!
Sam, waiting for some pizza:
The Snow-Manhattan:
Two pizzas, alla Amatraciana and Margherita:
Arugula salad:
Outrageous Brussels sprouts with Romesco and brava sauce:
Octopus:
Silky ragu:
Sage-y gnocchi:
And tortoni!
Good times! Merry Christmas!
