Chris swept me and my runny nose away this weekend for a little Vermont getaway. It was a much-needed escape from the daily grind, which is rather grueling these days. With my Sudafed and tissues in hand, we left town in search of good food, unscheduled time and snowy mountains.
On our way up north, we stopped for coffee in Vergennes. Chris read an article about this wood-fired bakery in an issue of Food & Wine so we figured it would be a good place to stretch the legs. I loved the aesthetic, loved that they had kombucha on tap and loved that you could order a Chemex of coffee for two. We got two mugs of drip coffee and split a citrus-y morning bun before climbing back in the van to continue the road trip.
We originally planned to stay in Montpelier, a town that gives me the warm fuzzies everytime we visit, but we couldn't find a room so we ended up in Burlington, a town that makes me sigh and clutch my chest while waxing poetic about how "We really belong here! These are our people, you know? I mean... wow, it's just perfect." We grabbed lunch, shopped around and then took a cold medicine-induced nap at the hotel before heading back out to wander around BTV's magical downtown.
the slowest, most painstaking way possible. We ended up at Smuggler's Notch. I am happy to report that I had a great day skiing, flexing a bit more skill and speed than previous attempts and having an awesome time doing it. Only one wipeout, during which I slid on my back down the mountain-- head first, like an upside down beetle-- for a good distance before I straightened myself out. I credit that move with really clearing out my sinuses and putting me on the road to recovery.
dinner from City Market and heading back home.
Now! Back to the grind... with a little extra pep in my step.