11/13/2026
Okay it's the first real cold Friday night in the mountains. String lights are on. Blue Ridge is going that deep November blue that only shows up in the last two hours before dark. Somebody keeps saying they're not cold but everyone has a mug in their hand so I don't think we're fooling anyone.
Hot buttered rum tonight. Butter, dark brown sugar, a pinch of cardamom, two ounces of dark rum, pour boiling water over all of it and stir until the butter melts. Sailors drank these in 1770 on winter watch. Still works on a Friday.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote the poem on slide four for her husband in 1850. "I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach." Say that to somebody.
Four doors open in the mountains this week: Cold Mountain anniversary at Highland Brewing, Winter Lights opens at the NC Arboretum, Tryon Winterfest kicks off, Holly Jolly Trolley starts rolling through downtown.
Come stay. The fire is already lit.
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