A week in Vermont ended this afternoon lunching at a brew pub in Burlington on a boat of cheese fries and gravy. I enjoyed a bite into nostalgia to seeming endless days shushing occasional powder slopes at Killington, evenings sneaking into a Green Mountain dining hall for–to me–the original cheese fry, and nightly hijinks with Riibah, an Ornary Nimpho, and our kindly hosts.

Let the games begin..