Hell is a city in Michigan. No kidding. And like northeast Ohio, it froze over thanks to the polar vortex. No, this isn’t a half-joking nickname for Detroit. But it is close. About an hour away, in fact, but closer to Ann Arbor and just outside Pinckney. Hell, Michigan sprang up in the 1840s—coincidentally the last time we experienced a January 7-8 this cold—around a couple mills and a tavern serviced by whiskey the town’s proprietor, George Reeves, manufactured. Residents there say temperatures dipped to their lowest in years. It was so cold that eggs froze on delivery.