The Infamous Garbage Plate

This year for Christmas I received numerous items for which I was grateful. However I was most excited for my skiing trip and visit to Rochester. Me? Excited about skiing?? Dave has been encouraging me to visit his hometown for ages, and finally the opportunity arose where we could take a 2-day visit. We spent the first day skiing at Bristol Mountain. The mountain was about twice the size of Seven Springs, and provided more aggressive skiing opportunities. Being the Christmas holiday, it was crowded...mostly with speed bumps (small children) and obstacles (armature snowboarders taking a leisurely seat on the slope). Not to worry, Dave snowed them right in the face... "You asshole!" My warm-up run for the day was on a double black...my first of the season. Although I was a little shaky, I defiantly got more used to the conditions and the steepness as the day wore on. Starting around 11, we were off of the mountain around 6- taking only a half hour lunch break. During this time we did 30 runs- most blues and blacks. I attempted some jumps...with mixed results. I got daring enough to get air, although landings were a little iffy. The best part of the day was being able to fly down some of the slopes going (Dad's estimate) about 50-60mph. It was sheer joy going so fast, and being in control the entire time. My skis are definitely treating me well. At the end of the night we were a little banged up (I only fell 3 times), and incredibly hungry. No fear, a remedy was at hand. Nick Tahou's is a Rochester famous hamburger place that sells the "garbage plate". Now this is probably as visually stimulating as the name implies. Let me describe it to you in vivid detail. First off it comes, neatly packed into a square Styrofoam box. This doesn't matter if you're dining in, or have ordered for take out. The bottom layer is a solid sheet of macaroni salad. On top of that are home fries. Piled next are two cheeseburgers, congealed together to form a rather unidentifiable blob. To top it off there is the "hot sauce" which is solely taco-bellesque quality meat with a little au ju, for flava. If that isn't enough grease encases every bite, and lines the entire inside of the gourmet packaging container. Franks hot sauce and ketchup were found in ample quantities...sometimes 3 or 4 bottles to a table. Now you're thinking...how on earth could you eat this, Jen? The meal was 3-5lbs of pure dinner bliss. After a hard day of skiing, nothing filled you up like a solid artery blocking, greasy meal. Mmmm....mmmm good. The garbage plate is truly an experience; one that I am not going to relive for a lonnng time.