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Best spot on the slopes: Molly Green’s, Brighton
12601 E Big Cottonwood Canyon, Brighton, UT
Molly Green’s exists precisely for those days when you just can’t be bothered to pull your boots off before tucking into a gigantic heap of nachos.
Short of providing beer service on the chairlift, Brighton could not have made apres easier for you. Just ski, slide, tumble, or have your buddies drag you into the cozy cabin at the base of the hill for the best on-mountain place to sit for a beer, a nacho mountain, a handful of Gaz-Ex wings burning a hole into your hand, and a three-hour brag session about the backside 3 you seriously can’t believe nobody saw you spin.
Hint: Increase the difficulty level of the tricks you landed incrementally in accordance with the number of beers you drink. (I mean, it was really probably more like a backside 5, anyway.)
You’ll need a breath mint after: The Cotton Bottom Inn
2820 E 6200 S, Holladay, UT
Many an epic pow day has ended here. The Cotton Bottom is located just past the 215 on your way down from Brighton or Solitude.
Finishing your day here is akin to finishing your day in the basement bachelor pad of an old friend. Pile in through the kitchen (has anybody ever even seen the front door open?), grab some pitchers of one of the four beers on tap, and don’t bother messing with the menu. You want what everybody else is having, and your server already knows what it is — the garlic burger.
The name doesn’t lie. It’s garlicky heaven sandwiched between squishy rectangles of bread fused together with American cheese. Don’t ask for fries. You get a bag of chips and a beer with this burger.
World-record shot ski
This year, the parade was immediately preceded by the setting of a new world record in shot-ski length, under the auspices of Breckenridge Distillery. The grand total was 973 feet of conjoined skis, supporting who knows how many adult beverages. At the count of 3, it was bottoms up! The previous record was a measly 769 feet set last year in Fernie, BC.
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Brennivín and a pylsa? Count me in.
Somewhere between 2 and 4am, a palpable urge to shack up creeps across the bar and/or dance floor. Either people are falling upright and face-first into one another, or you’re seeing blatant mack-outs and, if you’re at the receiving end of an Icelander’s lip-lock at this time, you might consider taking it elsewhere.
Hopefully you live or are staying in 101 and close to the downtown bar scene. If not, you will be hoping he/she lives somewhere near that bar in 101 and, if both of you are commuting to the watering holes, perhaps his/her mom will pick you up (true story, happened to a friend of mine). Beware the veritable two-night-stand (sleeping with same whimsical Icelander again), because now you’re dating.
How to travel iceland on a budget
1. Pick up your booze in duty free.
At the Halifax airport, before flying out, my friends and I each picked up some supplies to get us through the weekend. What we DIDN’T think about, however, is that you can also pick up booze at duty-free in the Reykjavik airport when you land. Damn.
How people party in DC (and why you can’t hang)
I WAS WALKING from my office, about two blocks from the White House, to a nearby bar for a happy hour, when I heard a tourist say to her husband, “Want to stop in for a drink?” “It’s five o’clock somewhere!” he said.
I thought, It’s five o’clock here, you fucking chode. I knew instantly, of course, that he did not live in DC. Residents of the Capital of the Most Powerful Nation on Earth — as Americans call it when they’re trying to flex nuts — do not feel any hesitation towards drinking at any specific time of the day. Certainly not at five o’clock on a Monday. Christ, can you imagine trying to run this country sober? It boggles the mind.