Screaming Bean |
Sunday, December 21, 2003
I made it home in one piece. After my cross country skiing foray I was not sure whether that would be possible or rather I'd be wandering somewhere aimlessly in the backwoods hoping that my whining would be my cry in the wilderness. Uphill I'm a great skier, but downhill I'm a hazard. The weekend was a delight. High end dining with a wine list topping 20,000 bottles. That's my idea of wilderness. So what if the room didn't have a television? Romance is not TV...romance is sharing a bottle of spatlese and a candlelit dinner with your best friend.
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