Being in a new relationship the second time around is so interesting in my 50’s. I have heard people call their first marriage their “starter marriage”. By their second marriage they are determined to live the lessons they learned from the first. To show up differently in their next relationship.
Since moving to the mountain we have bought a crock pot. We have tried to make lamb stew and beef bourgeois. I do feel like a new wife who wants her husbands belly to be happy. I myself like cooking and chopping and drinking and nibbling more than I like eating the end result. Suffice to say I am an ok cook but not great.
So I decided to go to a local bookstore to get a crock pot cookbook. I ventured out in Breckenridge and found a great used bookstore run by two young guys. I asked them about cookbooks, they led me to a back room and pointed to piles of books on the floor. “These are all our cookbooks”. I said I was looking for a slow cooker cookbook. One young guy pulled out the “fix it and forget it” cookbook, I flipped through it. It was mostly ingredients like velveta and cream of mushroom soup. I opted for the classic vintage crockpot cookbook titled Mable Hoffman Crockery cookery from 1975, it used whole ingredients.
I went home and cooked beef bourgeois as per her recipe and it turned out great. It seems that at altitude more flour and water is needed. My fiancé seemed super happy and we ate it once with french crusty bread and once with pasta. I forget that if something is not sealed and in the fridge it goes rock hard within an hour or two. Welcome to thin dry air in the Colorado mountains.
I think about women who married gold miners here in the 1800’s what kind of life they must have had. No running water, and a wood stove. One woman who owns a clothing store told me that her space used to be a bathhouse in the 1860s. She said that gold miners would come down the mountain and take a bath on one side of the store, and then buy chocolates on the other side of the store for their sweetheart.
We live right in the gold-rush town. “Downtown” consists of 4,500 permanent residents, with 160,000 tourists that arrive over the winter season to ski. The town becomes a ghost town on April 23rd when the mountain closes. Boom or Bust.