Ham. Also, going down a hill. Really fast.
First off, I realize that today is not Tuesday, and I apologize. If anyone comes over, I’ll bake them a cake in apology (note – no cakes will be baked, unless I feel like eating one. German Chocolate, maybe.) So, this week has the unlikely combination of Snowboarding and Ham.
A two-hour drive brings me and several good friends to Camelback Mountain, where we eagerly disembark after a hearty Chinatown breakfast of steak and eggs. Then we wait on line for our lesson package, then another line for our boards, then another line to actually start the lesson. Total line time was about three hours, which was about as much as you’d spend in three hours at Otakon. The lesson starts, and I’m easily the worst out of our group of four. But I plow on, imagining a soundtrack of awesome 80′s music. I make a good deal of progress, although not enough to actually make it all the way down a very slight slope without falling. Oh well, it’s still fun, and I’ll be back.
Searching around Citysearch, I found a nifty Ham Bar. Run by Mario Batali, it serves cured Spanish meats… from Spain. I’m not much of a Ham or Wine conisseur, so all I can say is that I really liked the Ham and Wine. The ham was subtle, and the wine was… I don’t have the words to describe wine. I’ll say it’s good. The atmosphere was nice too, crowded but not aggressively so.