forest flew up to see me... who knew forests could fly... fairly absurd.
we had an AMAZING time...i had to take him to dave's sushi so that we could indulge in the cheeseburger of sushi rolls, the Gobbler. crab, mango, avocado, cream cheese, tempura fattty roll, doused with sweet chili sauce.
we devoured these culinary godsends with pleasure...
that evening, equipped with my girlfriends recipe, i started dinner. black truffle spiced soy bean succotash over polenta, topped with chimichurri sauce.
in all honesty, it was apparent that it was my first time cooking this dish. the veggies were sad looking, the polenta wasn't quite cooked through...and the chimichurri sauce was a little too spicy. i banked on the 'thought that counts' with this one.
the following saturday was cold and snowy. fact.
i had planned a sleighride up bigsky, a first for both of us.
as we made our way to ranch 320, we saw 3 moose just off the road...
forest took the last one, at about 10 to 15 feet away. lil too close for comfort for me.
we turn into the ranch, a wee bit late (due to the moose sightings)... but we made it. i was happy to have my eskimo with me.
we met the ringleaders of our chariot...bill, bo, and co.
hopping in the sled, forest and i nestled in the very back...most definitly the best seats on the sled. draped with wool blankets and furry hoods, we started off. the night was clear, only days from a full moon, which cast tree shadows along the lit snowbanks.
it was nice. the air was fresh and clean. the romanticism 'cliche' of starlit sleighrides is verified in my book.
stopping for 'cowboy chili',
drinks,
and a warm campfire under the moonlight was also...very nice.
we soaked and sweat in the hot springs for a solid 2 hours afterwords
