This past weekend I got the opportunity to go up to Nor Cal where I got to meet up with old friends, snowboard on an empty mountain, and of course eat some really good food. Who knew that Monday mornings, typically dull, those dreaded back-to-the-grind-Mondays, would make a perfect day for empty slopes and gorgeous weather.
Cozy sweaters were a must for drinking a glass of Cabernet by the fireplace or for layering under my Penfield jacket (which was quickly purchased out of fear upon realizing that the temperature would drop to the negatives). I must give rave reviews about their line of outerwear, recommended to me by my cousin who had moved to New York last year, because I tend to get cold really easily and am known to quadruple-layer my clothes. But with just a tank and a sweater underneath, my Penfield jacket kept me really warm and it was easily stuffed into my backpack despite its deceivingly bulky exterior.