Hi everyone! Joe and I had the opportunity to go skiing with my family for a week, sorry for the lack of notice around here! As usual I took no photos of any useful nostalgic value, but I did like this serve-yourself hot chocolate station at the top of one of the mountains. Two cans of whipped cream means don’t you dare pester us and ask for extra whip cream.

And then this photo, at another mountaintop eatery, of some chili that I could not have eaten faster. It was one of those meals where you’re like, “uh, chili? Sounds ok, kinda gross” and then you were so hungry and cold and it was warm and tasted like the most delicious recipe you’ve ever encountered, even though you watched as they dumped it out of a food service bag and heated it up.