This is totally me. And those are totally the Appalachians.
Skiing is fun. Woosh woosh woosh. The snow in your face, the wind at your back, your rental boots pinching, remindind you "You're not the boss of me!" b/c hey, at the end of the day you're just giving 'em back . . . . But I digress. Skiing is fun, but it's also hard work. You work up an appetite. And, if you're me, you wind up walking like Frankenstein's monster on Monday (ow ow ow ow - coming down stairs are the worst).
Skiing is fun. Woosh woosh woosh. The snow in your face, the wind at your back, your rental boots pinching, remindind you "You're not the boss of me!" b/c hey, at the end of the day you're just giving 'em back . . . . But I digress. Skiing is fun, but it's also hard work. You work up an appetite. And, if you're me, you wind up walking like Frankenstein's monster on Monday (ow ow ow ow - coming down stairs are the worst).
So after skiing, we went inside & had a few beers. Yummm. I know that hot chocolate is the more traditional post-skiing drink, but f that s. I started with at Sam Adam's cherry wheat, then moved on Bass, while my friends went with Miller Lite, until there were too many people to easily carry drafts to the table for, so we switched to bottles of Corona. Good times. And my food wasn't nearly as yummy looking as that melty cheese, but it still hit the spot - a heated up italian sub with really crusty bread. Mmmm.
So what's y'all's favorite apres-ski meal? And do you really make it all the way to dinner or do you stop for a late lunch like me & call it a day? And if you don't ski, what do you like to eat after shoveling the walk, or a snowball fight? And WFL today, this fine, snowyish (at least in DC) day??
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I eat and drink on the lifts.
Ask Watchdog.
My skiing is usually limited to one or two times a year, so I don't waste time in the ski lodge too often. I like powerbars and Tallies (you may call them tall boys, but that's because you're lame) Usually the thing is you get on the chairlift and you try to finish it by the time you get to the top. Sometimes you share with your ski partner, or you each try to finish one by the time you get to the top, or sometimes you give a beer to the 19 Year old snowboarder riding up with you on the quad. the important thing is that you don't waste slope time.
Oh and you get high as hell.
The Diz has only been invited to ski once in his life. The Diz was able to do Blues easily on his first day and then stupidly (brave\stupid ... same thing) went down a Black Diamond right as the sun was setting ... "Wait, the snow melts ... and then freezes again??!!! OH SHHHHNIKIES!!"
Well, lets just say my ACL(s) did recover and I had more than a few beers. Being such a n00b at skiiing I'll say the one time I did it that the best part of it was occaisionally going into the bar to get a Rum and Godiva White Chocolate liquor hot chocolate (white chocolate hot chocolate ROX!). That and the beers at the end of the day. As for food? I had a burger ... but I'd say that Fondue would have been perfect... maybe a good soup boule with some hearty New England clam chowda in it.
Today is a bar b que day before the weather gets too cold and I am once again relegated to the underground in Houston.
My skiing is limited to once or twice a decade, and 50% of the time I end up with a broken bone.
So it's usually hot cocoa, anti inflammatories and painkillers for me. Which isn't always a bad thing.
On this snowriffic DC day I will probably get a sub of some sort. I'm craving sweet peppers. Perhaps I'll have a soup on the side.
And for those of you who missed it, my favorite part of the OWFL HH@BB was a text message from Earthquake 18 hours after I last saw him.
"I just found a mercades hood ornament in my coat pocket"
This raises the questions:
Where did the hood ornament come from? and could it have come from that SUV I kind of remember you taking a leak on right on 18th st?
HH@BB was fun and productive, I remember Uni being wise enough to know that McNuggets were now 6 for a buck, (limited time) and Lord A went out and got us like $15 worth. It was great. I also remember there being a fire alarm.
When we left and went to Angles... man, things get hazy.
I don't ski. I'm definitely the observer at the bar. I kinda like eating hotdogs and stadium type food since I feel like it is a spectator sport.
Today is leftover soup from last week. And maybe a run to Trader Joe's for some snack item.
I remeber being told that we shouldn't do shots of scotch. "Bourbon would be better."
No, COFFEE would be better.
Oh well.
ATTENTION OWFL:
Svae The Date announcement for April 4th. Antibalas Afrobeat Orchestra will be playing at 9:30 Club.
I know it's mid-week (Wednesday) but it is also your Czar's birthday. You have plenty of time to arrange to call in sick on that Thursday.
There were shots involved???
The two treehugging hippies at the Newton House went out yesterday and bought a big screen TV. Who's up for the State of the Union drinking game tomorrow night?
That's so Cap City.
For football watching yesterday I bought an assortment of coldcuts with which I assembled several sandwiches throught the afternoon/evening.
Santa Fe Turkey
Honey BBQ Chicken Breast
Buffalo Chicken Breast
Cotto Salami
horseradish cheese
swiss cheese
I have never really bought chicken in coldcut form before. Very tasty. I shall do it again.
For the record, my fovorite combo sandwich of the day involved a little of everything plus lto, mayo, sharp mustard and shmear of chopped liver.
When I was living at 6500 feet in the Montana Rockies, I had the best opportunity I will ever have to learn to do two things. One of them was horseback riding. The other was skiing. I passed on both because I also had no health insurance. While I will accept that it isn't necessarily totally foolhardy to ski or ride horses without any health coverage, I maintain it is unwise to LEARN to do either of those without health coverage.
Thus, in a line of thought loosely borrowed from Apocalypse Now's LTC Bill Kilgore: "Earthquake don't ski!"
I did, however, take advantage of the concurrent opportunity to learn how to drink at elevation. I got real good at that, although there were fewer opportunities to count coup and take public urination trophies than, apparently, there were on Friday night.
I'm thinking a sub on crusty bread is in order for today. Possibly even warm.
JO, they got a 52 inch Hitachi for one month's rent.
Peep Craig's list, that's where they found it and there are quite a few deals out there.
Ah, so Miso, you would be 'that chick' on the slopes.
I don't think they had the outdoor grill fired up. Besides my rental boots were the worst ever and my feet were about to riot. I had to get them fuckers off and the bar was closest.
fo lunch: leftover chicken pasta I made last night. Tossed with garlic, butter, olive oil & sherry. Yum! I suspect I will saddened when I'm done b/c I ate more last night than I should have, so I have a proportionally smaller lunch. Damn.
CONGRATS ON THE MOVE MISO (and peep)!!!!
Oh, I brought soup and some salad in a bag for lunch. I knew I'd be too cold to go outside, so I figured I should bring something in case of hunger.
I have a decidedly-way-more-low-key-than-Friday HH after work, so I'll probably eat pretty late in the day before heading out for Mojitos. Are Mojitos Apres Ski? I think not.
The main staple for skiing is beer. Enough of that and you never get hungry. But when you do, its usually the best available at the ski lodge, which is usually pretty weak.
I'm not usually a hot chocolate drinker, but when skiing I do imbibe because it warms up your insides.
Today i'm going to hit the cafeteria and avoid going outside into the icy coated sidewalks.
Siiiiigh. My FSM picture got booted for some reason. I am sad, so I made a new avatar that will never go away.
Mojitos are not apres-ski. No tequila drink is apres-ski, and the only acceptable rum drinks involve being put into something hot - hot choco, hot cider, soup, etc.
If we had actually had table service at the bar, maybe I would have gone fancier than beer. As it was, the beer bar had much shorter lines than the full bar, so beer it was.
I went to drop off my time sheet for last week and on the way back to the office, i was thinking about how I should skip lunch today due to belt tightening, both monetarily and weight loss. Then I saw that there was a tiny, compared to a normal day, line at Potbelly's SO I got me a cup of the Brocollii & chedder soup and a turkey and swiss on white with L & M. Not a bad meal. I am not full, but I don't like feeling full, it succeded in eliminating my hunger and that is what a meal ought to do.
Ha ha - this guy's first paragraph reminded me of some discussions we've had on here . . . .
god i love skiing.
i love everything about it.
skiing = flash of whiskey and smokes on the chair lifts and if you are lucky a frozen snickers bar to keep up your bloodsugar. if you have the chance to have a giant bowl of chili in the lodge i can see that being a wonderful experience.
congrats on the move miso. start looking for a cheap apt for me...
oh. lunch was at "Terri's Chinese"... yeah the name lowered my expectations too but it was actually pretty good Tsao and came with an eggroll soup and salad.
the salad had (what i was told was) french dressing on it. that was a bit odd.
very odd now that you mention it...
do you really think they are russian spys?
Went with a grilled cheese on rye and a bowl of chili from the mediocre joint downstairs. I am beginning to accept the fact that they do this particular combination pretty well. Added a side of "hot green peas," the kind that come in a bag and not a recently filled bottle.
Not too long ago, I tried to convince a friend of mine who is currently living in Kuwait that we should meet up in Dubai and go skiing. I doubt that will happen.
M, I would totally suspect them of being Ruski's especially since I read the name of the place 4 times before I saw that it did not actually say Tetris chinese.
I am total love russian spys. I remembering the old james bond movies when my people were the enemy. they were so cool, but always had flaw that stupid limey exploit.
If I am ever Russian spy, or hopefully some day evil rapping mastermind with volcano, or maybe underwaters hide out, I am being much smarter. I am make sure Bond is dead. I think Scott evil is right and the Dr. is stupid.
I'm going to go ahead and partake in my preferred hobby of judging:
Grilled cheese on... rye?? That's just weird. Unless the cheese in question is swiss, then it's not as weird. But only marginally less so.
I can only imagine that my white hot choco concoction is being made light of by Miso and LT.
Therefore, I do will no longer share the girly drinks that I occasionally imbibe when in pain. Its really not my fault ... dad used to make the drinks and used to think tha young kiddos only liked sweet stuff. So when I want to curl up in a fetal position (or cut my legs off above my kness so that I can no longer feel them) I take to drinking hot toddies, white hot(s), and sometimes the occasional froo froo drink.
It just shoots me right back to the days people used to pat your head and worry about how you feel bad ... instead of kinda kicking you and telling you to get your pansy ass off the ground before you freeze to death.
I want mommy!
:)
What can I say? I wasn't in the mood for white or wheat, and they don't carry sourdough at this joint. I don't think I would bookmark that particular sandwich configuration, but it wasn't bad.
And, seriously, toast two pieces of plain cardboard with a couple slices of American cheese between it, and it's going to be tasty.
if anyone feels like talking tv I officially launched http://tvlunch.blogspot.com/
If you want contibutor status just drop me a line at lunchczar@gmail.com
I suspect this will be a very small and slow going adventure, but why not?
Sliced Smoked Turkey po boy today slathered with barbque sauce... mmmm.
I even had a "wagon wheel" chocolate chunk cookie.
It was nice.
Aw, Diz, I wasn't making fun of your hot choco! I wasn't even thinking it was girlie! Hm, I'm not even sure what I said to give you that idea & I'm too lazy to go back & reread.
At any rate, I'm f'ing cold in my cube. I want a mini-heater & something hot with liquor in it. My toes are freezing off.
Congrats Peep and Miso .. it took 2 years, a sick relative, and 63,000 miles on my brand new Ford Escape before RoEsq and I actually moved together.
Bout time damnit!
ha.. ill mitch reminds me of the Decemberist's song "The Bagman's Gambit"
and a bottle of hot green pee sounds neither tasty nor refreshing.
LT, you really should be nicer to diz, he's sensitive
s'okay LT, I figured both you and Miso approximated my white hots with tacky ski pants.
That is just so pants!
Piss off M! Sensitive my ass ...
Actually my brother who is a Marine came back with the "black cats" they are pills that are 20mg of Ephedrine, 200mg of caffiene, 1000mg of Ibuprophen, and some kind of anti-laxitive to offset the usual troubles with Ephedrine and caffiene (not that I know anything about that stuff).
One of those and I feel better than with 3 Hot Toddies after I run.
On hold waiting to speak with an immigration official. Its long distance (international) of course. Been 20 minutes so far, and no human contact. Any bets on how long before I'm "served"?
WD, I'd say you've already been "served".
I've never been skiing. Anyone who's ever seen me walk should know that the last think I should do is strap thin blades to my feet and go hurtling down the side of a mountain. If I did ski, though, the perfect apres ski meal would be French Onion Soup. And any sort of alcohol (save maybe pina coladas) is warming. So, I'd be like LT and go w/ whatever had the shortest line so that I could numb my pain (because, knowing me, I'd be in LOTS of pain) as quickly as possible.
Wow. this lady just got back from vacation. I'm sure your workplace is similar to this place in that Motherfuckers can't think of anything to bring in as a gift or treat or reward that isn't crammed in your mouth.
Well she brought back these Icewine truffles, and just this once, I am ok with mouth cramming gifts. They are divine.
I don't know what the alternative is to food treats though, so I am an impotent boob because I am pointing out a problem but have no ideas for something better. I mean I guess a nice refrigerator magnet, or maybe a pen would do, but those are dumb.
Hm, interesting quandry Helio. I don't think there's really another appropriate gift. I mean, unless you know the person really well, there's really nothing better than food. Food is eaten & then it's gone. Any other trinket you'd have to hold onto forever. "Yeah, Janie, I'm still using that pen you got each of us at Niagara Falls!"
Am I immature if I keep laughing at this one client's data b/c they abbreviated 'association' as 'ass'? So things keep popping up saying like "Oregon Ass" & "Texas Ass" & what-not. Hee hee!
Helio, I find that fresh fish and dairy products are always a good treat to bring back from my overseas travels.
I was the assistant captain for my first kickball team. That got shortened to Ass Captain. And among my other duties, I took it upon myself to be the team's ass slapper.
So no, it's not immature, it's the only way to read something like that.
I like all the cab Ass'n things I see on the sides of DC cabs.
WD, we got your postcard. I mean it's not a magnet, but we got it on the fridge anywise. Nicely done.
Hee hee - Ass Captain! Hey, if you ever get into porn, that would make an excellent screen name. Er, but only if you do that kind of porn.
Bonbon's nephew kept reading the taxis as 'Cab Assassin'. Which is deeply profound b/c of the way those fuckers drive.
Dairy products, WD! Genius. I love a good compare/contrast of other country's milk.
I, too, love a good refrigerater magnet. But from now on, I'm going to request dairy products. Specifically, unpasturized dairy products. Those always travel well.
Yeah WD went to Dallas for work one time and I asked him to get us a Fridge magnet that said Dallas, but not Texas. He went one beyond and got us all personalized magnets, with our Not-Blog names on them. that began a tradition of getting all the B-cities we actually visit. I mean who among you have a Peoria, Cleveland, Pittsburgh, Rockford, or Tampa in your collection?
Helio, I think you just called the site of our upcoming OWFL conference a "B" city.
I'm taking umbrage.
I'M SO GETTING A PITTSBURGH MAGNET AT THE CONFERENCE!!!
Oh, btw, update on what happened/was discussed/was decided at HH@BB. A date? And is this a full-on conference or just a session? Does anyone even remember? Maybe we need a secretary to take notes for those debauched evenings.
Hey, if this happened in DC, I would think it could have been any number of us . . . .
LT, Tomorrow's post is all about the Pitt Conference.
Discussions will take place, and final details will be sorted out and announced.
And there was a secretary and we did take notes, and HT even drew us maps.
And I don't know what Umbrage means, but I have to assume it means "to Agree wholeheartedly"
Sipping? Candyass.
Back when I had jury duty in December, we turned the Juror Orientation video in to a drinking game: do a shot every time they "taught" you something you could have learned watching any episode of Law & Order.
"Wait? What do you call the guy in the black dress with the hammer?"
By the way, I spoke with MamaQuake last night. She is scheduled for a Sunday evening through Wednesday afternoon trip to our Nation's Capital. So, I don't have a deal-breaker on the table right now.
LT, i thought that your link was going to point to this
I had the best pair of Umbrage's in high school - I don't think you can buy them in the States anymore. Too bad - they were the best soccer shorts! Sigh.
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