Ski Bum

Living in Northern California, I am very fortunate to live so close to one of the States most beautiful areas, Lake Tahoe. I have spent at least seven of the last ten days in Tahoe, skiing, snowboarding, sledding, basically being the biggest ski bum I could possibly be before heading into some semi-sorta real world life for a little while. The first weekend was spent in South Shore, for some New Years celebrating, and some fresh powder on New Years Morning.

Early Morning Snow
10 am blizzard
Frolicking
New Years Day was spent in the fresh snow, cooking for some friends (and friends cooking for me), and a fabulous rowdy game of Taboo.

I braced home for two days before heading back up to the snow with the family for four nights. With a house full of 18-24 year old boys and girls (the house held 15 and my parents were the only 'adults'), we planned feasts to feed the masses. Days were spent skiing our hearts out, and nights were pleasantly filled with good food, wine and great people. Night one had rib-eye steaks, night two was a duck chili that had been simmering on the stove for two days, night three had ribs slow roasting in the oven for five hours, and night four we had roast beef.
Cheers to a great day
Ribs, potatoes, broccoliSlicing the roast


Whewwww! Then there was dessert, a Dutch Apple Pie from Ikeda's, which was eaten too quickly to get a photo of but for anyone who is heading to North Shore from the Bay Area, a stop at the cute country store is a must. We also brought up some Payard chocolates from New York, and Peanut Butter Cups from Bert's Desserts in Petaluma. Both very decadent and delicious.
Pretty patterns
Like a Reese's but WAY better
Of course, you can't forget breakfast, in which a pound of bacon was eaten in the morning. Hello food coma. Luckily, the skiing burns a calorie or two!