pink poodle
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Yesterday wasn't the most pristine conditions (huge weekend of powder and big crowds, followed by a cold night into a warm day woth no fresh snow to cover over the weekend traffic off piste) so I spent the morning ploughing as much of the powder remnants as I could before the su cooked them or the ski patrol busted me. I got moved on by a pair of ski patrollers around 1230 so had to leave my last little shadowy pocket or loose my pass. Anyway by then the rest of the hill was good and slushy (temp was well above zero) by then so I spent the next couple of hours slashing slush and tooling around. What does this have to do with eating less food? Well I didn't stop for lunch. Instead I dropped from the top chair down into town through a couple of patches of forest (bonus - unbelievably I found a few more pockets of top shelf powder on the way) to visit the ATM which is near a convenience store so I figured I'd just grab lunch there...
I are what I believe to be the most calorie dense food item known to man kind! It was a potato croquet (mashed potato crumbed and Deep fried) inside a doughnut (also deep fried) that was then crumbed and (you guessed it) deep fried! Holy shit! It actually hurt once it was inside me. The only was this could have gotten any better/worse would be if it had cheese and a sauce between the croquet and the doughnut.
I are what I believe to be the most calorie dense food item known to man kind! It was a potato croquet (mashed potato crumbed and Deep fried) inside a doughnut (also deep fried) that was then crumbed and (you guessed it) deep fried! Holy shit! It actually hurt once it was inside me. The only was this could have gotten any better/worse would be if it had cheese and a sauce between the croquet and the doughnut.

