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NeW!!! Cafe carry out menu below. WG will try to make this winter happen in a safe and fun way. Shop open every Sat/Sun in Nov. Visit when its quiet and get gear or trade kids skis in. COVID calls for outside, window and curbside services, online access to food, skis, and limited indoor lodge options. Jack Frost is a no go yet Wreath Workshop (11/29) & Trail Work Weekends (every sat/sun) are happening. Thanks to all the trail helpers as we fine tune the mountain for skiing.

Skiable days last winter 42 (average is 90, 138 in 2003-04)  

Snow 19-20 105″ Oct T Nov 9 Dec 20 Jan 21 Feb 34 Mar 8 Apr 9 May 4

MVY Radio Cape Cod * WNRN VA sweet npr *  WYEP Sustainable Pittsburgh *  WYEP Best ’19 Albums Opening Nov 28 for Carry Out * No inside dining this winter, window pick up * Order Online

White Grass Café to Go Lunch Menu November 28 & 29, 2020 Open 11:30 – 4:00
Hot Lunch * Order Online
Beef and Cheese Burrito 10
House Roasted Barbacoa Shredded Beef, Rice and Cheese wrapped in a 12-inch Wrap
Grilled Provolone Cheese on Multi-Grain Bread 4.50
Soup of the Day or Chili (12-ounce cup) 6.25 Add Cheese 7
Mini Baguette Bread 4.5 oz. 1.75
Cold Lunch
Hummus Wrap 9
House made Hummus with Lettuce, Tomato, Spouts and Cucumber in a 12-inch wrap
Desserts Home Made Fresh Baked 
Cookies 1.75
Brownies 2.75
Granola Bars 3.75
Coffee, Tea, Hot Spiced Cider, Hot Chocolate 2
Ginger Beer, Spindrift 2.50
La Croix Seltzer Water, Bottled Water 1.50
Kombucha 4.50
Fancy Canned Beer 5.00
Wine by the Bottle (Red or White) 18.00

Latin American Seafood Specials * Carry Out * 6-9 pm Saturday Nov 28 2020  * Order Online
Veggie Tostada: 9
2 5” Fried Corn Tortillas stacked with Guacamole, Monterey Jack Cheese, Black Bean, Roasted Cauliflower, Sweet Potatoes with Chipotle Cashew Crema. 
Shrimp and Crab Tostada: 17
2 5” Fried Corn Tortillas stacked with Guacamole, Monterey Jack Cheese, Shrimp and Crab Ceviche with Cilantro Lime Crema.
Chips and White Grass Salsa 7
Chips and Guacamole 7
Garden Salad 5
3 Portobello Fajitas: 16
Seasoned Portobello Mushrooms, Peppers, Onions, Garlic, Monterey Jack Cheese, on 6” Flour Tortillas. With Salsa, Sour Cream, Guacamole, Seasoned Rice and Beans.
3 Fish Tacos: 19
Chili Spiced Cod, Monterey Jack Cheese, Seasoned Cabbage Slaw on 6” Flour Tortillas. With Cilantro Lime Crema, Seasoned Rice and Beans.
3 Shrimp and Scallop Fajitas: 21
Seared Sea Scallops, Seasoned Shrimp, Peppers, Onions, Garlic, Monterey Jack Cheese, on 6” Flour Tortillas. With Salsa, Sour Cream, Guacamole, Seasoned Rice and Beans.
Homemade Dessert
Chocolate Sin Cake 7
Apple Crisp 7 local organic farm apples

Thank you for supporting fine foods, seasonal home cooking, and White Grass! Open Dec-Mar only

(Order and pay by phone with outside pickup in authentic winter winds)

Keep an eye out for forecasts bringing snow to our mountain next week. Will post any info that we receive for inside scoop. Open every day Dec 1-Mar 15 no matter the weather. Thanks for appreciating winter weather in the mountains.

Last weekend of trail worker bees, successful season thanks to you, always fine tuning!

Season Passers: Optimism Easier With You

Caroline & Stuart Revercomb Crozet, VA and Walter Haydel McHenry MD and John & Trudy Phillips Lynchburg VA/Canaan

44 generous folks for 20/21 already. Gotta Have Faith

Volunteer Ski Patrollers: Stro, Adam, Ben, Jeff, Penny, Paul, Jason, Gary, Brad, Chip, Joel, Janelle, Liz, Krissy, Mike, John, Dwight, Steve, locals Dr. Ed Rader, Dr. Tom Johnson, and other visiting patrollers. Safety First!

Newtonian Nocturne by Danusha Laméris

I am sitting next to him in the front seat of his pickup
looking at the stars and trying to remember the laws of motion:
how a body in motion will remain in motion. And a body at rest
will remain at rest, until, or unless….And whenever one body
exerts a force onto a second body, etc., etc. and so on. I can smell
the frayed remainder of his cologne, feel the warmth of his knee
not quite touching mine. Moonlight lays itself along the field
and something stirs in the shadows. I can’t help wondering
how one body might act upon another—though I have a feeling
we’ll both keep minding the empty space between his right thigh,
my left, our bare arms, the heavy air that separates our lips.
I wish I could turn on the radio and listen to some crooner croon
about what we won’t say. But there’s only the drone of cars
passing on the main road and crickets singing in the dark grass.
He rolls down the windows and we breathe in the cool night air,
looking up at our galaxy of milk, that wash of luminaries
spilled across the sky, which, however bright they seem,
are moving—even now—farther and farther away.

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