Breakfast today was pieces of cheese and snacky stuff.
We drove down to Mammoth Mountain (technically Mammoth Lakes Village) for lunch. It's about 65 miles south of the resort. All of the patches of snow that we saw along the way on Saturday, some rather large, were gone.
We went to a small brew pub named Distant Brewing. I had their trip-tip sandwich. One of the toppings was piquillo peppers, which I'd never heard of but they made a nice addition. My Sweetie went for the BBQ chicken flatbread "pizza" and a freshly made soft pretzel with beer cheese, way too much food for her to order but we're used to bringing back part of her meals. I'd order the sandwich I had again, enthusiastically. My wife found the BBQ sauce too sweet, a common problem for her.
To drink I chose their Night Moves, an American stout with Black Velvet Brazilian coffee and bourbon soaked vanilla beans. Sweetie had a HONEY BAKED – Amber Ale, which really means she had about a 1/3, and I had most of the rest. They were both excellent.
We had planned on doing some touristy shopping, but the sugar in the BBQ sauce took her down for the count with a sugar headache. Those who have had bariatric surgery will understand.
When we returned to the cabin I had a cigar and a New Belgium 1554 Dark Lager, not always available for purchase, but my hands-down go-to beer. I smoke more cigars at the lake than I do in everyday life.
Since lunch was our main meal today our humble dinner was Kraft Mac'n'Cheese (the only boxed mac'n'cheese I eat) with sour cream, green onions that needed to be used up sauteed in butter, and the rest of the shredded rotisserie chicken. It's not all that photogenic but very tasty.
