I've fallen into another lapse of blogging. Apparently this happens. At least it's a pattern, albeit unpredictable and entirely dependent on my whims and fancy.

So update: This is where I work now! Crooked Creek Ranch in Fraser, Colorado. You should all come visit me in the kitchen. It's been so fantastic so far. Even getting pulled out of a snowbank by a co-worker had the fun, adventurous feel of living in the mountains, prompting me to order snow tires and compile shards of broken bumper on my passenger side floor.

But don't feel too bad for me. It was all my own fault. The snowbank just got in the way.

As far as work goes, I'm so excited. I got to grill yesterday. With giant flames and everything! I'm continually in the process of locating things in the kitchen and am SUPER excited when I can tell someone where, say, the giant lettuce slicer lives. I've already been a participant in a steak eating contest (not timed, of course, since that would almost definitely disqualify my slow-eating self). The result was a respectful draw when the reality of eating an entire flank steak set in. We got really close, though.

So that's that, for now, I suppose. Just having a great time up in the mountains. More pictures to follow. Cheers!