In the summer of 1998, my house was without power for nearly a week straight. It was interesting as the house was completely quiet...and completely dark at night, making ventures to the bathroom at night all the more scary. It's a good thing I had a very inactive bladder.
One of the less fun aspects concerned the moving of the food from our refridgerator. In the first day, after several hours, we had to run and take our food to another location that had electricity. Since we had a gas stove, we could cook, but aside from soup, there was no point to doing so, given that we lacked a working refrigerator to store any food in.
With the exception of our little area, all of the surrounding neighborhoods received power within hours of losing it. This left us nothing to do but sit and read the paper, and watch TV on a battery operated set, since any chores would require some electricity. It was a wonderful idleness, but I was glad when it was over, and thankful to have lights again.