I can’t believe it’s already February.
January was a fun month though. I traipsed around Asia for a week, and then went skiing for the first time with J. We drove up to Killington on Saturday, making it just in time for the PM Learn to Ski class. After picking up our rental gear (it was a busy weekend, so J ended up getting the same length skis that I got), we met up with our instructor and rode the bus to the beginners’ area. First we experimented with one ski on, and then we bravely put on both and skied (well, I slid) around. After our first lesson, we had some time before the lifts closed, so J and I decided to try our
hand skis on the bunniest of bunny slopes. Although it didn’t feel too bunny to me. At that point, I hadn’t quite mastered the art of turning yet, which meant I constantly found myself flying way too fast downhill. So, what to do? Fall on purpose, of course. Thankfully, no injuries from my constant decisions to fall backwards or sideways.
The second day, we showed up bright and early for another lesson, and then spent the rest of the day riding the same lift up and skiing the same slope down. Next time, I’ll graduate to something more exciting.
Saturday, J and I went to Mangowood Restaurant for his birthday meal. I wasn’t sure how Asian fusion would turn out, but the meal was fairly good.
Sunday, J and I stopped at Killington Market after skiing and picked up a rotisserie chicken and onion ciabatta rolls, which we paired with some cheese and wine that we’d purchased at Woodstock Farmers’ Market the previous evening. Made for a nice, cozy dinner.
Theoretically, we were supposed to ski Monday as well. But we were too scared to face the single digit temperatures, with wind chill in the negatives.
So, we drove back home. But no road trip would be complete without a stop at Costco (during which we walked through every. single. aisle. to stretch out our legs).
We also brought some goodies home:
January also involved…
Eating lots of ice cream.
Experimenting with duck eggs. J is trying to make salted duck eggs, but I stole one to fry. Can you tell which one is the duck egg?
Yummy food because J’s winter break was ridiculously long, meaning he made me deeeelicious food after I got home from work.
And…now I’m ready for spring.