Another year, another lovely Wassail Weekend. My favorite part is always the horse parade – particularly festive when enjoyed from a neighbor’s porch with a very spicy bloody mary.
The horses and riders are decked out in grand style.
Look, unicorns!
And snowmen!
And the big man himself.
Wassail Weekend - a great way to celebrate the holidays in Woodstock, Vermont.
Well hello there, everyone (and congratulations to Sarah in particular)! Apologies for the long hiatus, but we’ve been busy with trips to Georgia, neck spasms, Wassail Weekends, cedar soaking tubs, parties, salted white chocolate cookies – a veritable slew of exciting and festive things. But we’ve missed you, and we’ll be back tomorrow with a proper rundown of our season. Until then, here’s a peek at the ceiling in Bentley’s, where the holidays make good times even better.
We’ve had a wonderful autumn here at the Blue Horse. It’s been a busy one, and we couldn’t have asked for a nicer group of guests. Many thanks to everyone who stayed with us during this foliage season – it was truly our pleasure to meet you (or see you again!), and we hope that your travels will bring you back our way.
Today is the first quiet day we’ve had in a long time. Though I love making armies of gruyere biscuits and towers of cornmeal pancakes, this morning my breakfast preparations were limited to microwaving a bowl of Grape Nuts (delicious with a dab of honey – try it!) and while sorting through the mementos of Snowtober.
Luckily, I was able to take a stroll through Pierre’s gardens last week, little thinking it would be my final snow-free visit.
Though we didn’t don Halloween costumes this year, we were able to have fun with the Snor’s sartorial statements. Here he is as a jester:
And here he is as Monkey:
And here’s Monkey in a gender-bending ensemble:
Snorri also found a new girlfriend this October. Her name is Daisy. She’s not so sure about Snorri’s romantical overtures.
But who wouldn’t want kisses from this handsome devil?
We’ve enjoyed our surprise snowfall.
While it’s a smidgen on the early side, I’m pretty much a snow enthusiast until mid-February. And P.S. – some of the runs on Killington are OPEN!!!
Snow on pumpkins! Festive!
And, just so I won’t succumb to BHI breakfast withdrawal, here’s a shot of yesterday morning’s dessert breakfast – cardamom french toast with gingered Grand Marnier apples and maple whipped cream. Enjoy!
Yesterday, we trekked through the wilds of Pomfret to squeeze the juice from a whole bunch of apples. (See what I did with that header? Pressing Issues?!! Get it???)
Though I value my extremities too much to get near a machine designed to pulverize and squish, the menfolk found the whole shebang terribly exciting and quickly developed a new language that sounded like, “Shorten the hydraulic and flatten the apple bladder, layer up the slats, the mash is ready, so open the valve, bashimba!”
You may be a trifle disconcerted to know that when your juice line clogs, the universally approved method for unclogging is simply to suck on the line until the juice flows again. Very sterile stuff, this. Messy too. Here’s one of the intrepid pressers, the good Dr. Mark Knott, pleasantly spattered with mash.
Danger and contamination aside, the results of our (ahem, their) efforts were gorgeous and delicious.
Fresh cider was the perfect ending to a lovely fall day in Vermont.
If you don’t yet follow us on twitter, you may be wondering about the recent happenings at the Blue Horse.
For instance, you may be curious about how much butter we’ve used this week.
Answer: Over twelve pounds, my friends. Wowza.
And you may be wondering what Ben and Snorri are doing.
Answer: They’re being lazy. Incurably, predictably, cutely lazy.
Or perhaps you really need to know about our egg consumption.
Answer: The chickens are exhausted.
Mostly, though, I’m sure you want to know about the foliage.
Answer: It’s gorgeous.
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It’s a gorgeous autumn day here, which is fitting, since Boston Magazine just named Woodstock, VT one of ten Great Fall Getaways. We’re delighted that our little village got a shout-out, and we’re positively tickled that the Blue Horse Inn got a mention as well. Thanks, Boston Magazine!
