We spent last weekend in Whistler, where the food played out as prominently as the skiing did. We could have survived in post-apocalyptic times for about a month with all the food we brought. We divvied up meal responsibilities for the weekend and Louie and Nat were on for the Friday night line up. I skied with the boys that day and the hearty meal they prepared filled me up right on down to my wobbly legs. -bvox
They made oven-baked Ratatouille (I call it Louietouille, hoping to try Natatouille one day), creamy garlic smashed potatoes, green salad and big BBQ’d steaks. And the wine was flowing freely. After Alicia’s cheese plate and Dee’s birthday cake, we were all stuffed.
On Saturday night, after relaxing and bathing with the girls at Scandanave Spa, hubby and I made a late night meal of poutine, roasted broccoli and cauliflower with cheese sauce, and orange, cucumber and mint salad (thanks for the inspiration Lisa). And hubby BBQ’d some happy pork chops. Again, the wine was flowing.