An open letter to the boys of New York,
Why are all of you so into skiing? Why are your faces so hopeful when I say 'ah I love Vermont!' and then fall in complete disappointment when I say "Skiing? Me? Ohhh. No. No I can't. But I like Vermont though. But yes, skiing is terrifying." When did the two become so intertwined? Vermont! Being warm by the fire. Apple butter! Hot drinks. Diane Keaton in Baby Boom fantasy. Skiing: Sonny Bono. Michael Kennedy. I had always chalked up my lack of outdoor athleticism and general fear of anything in which I am depending on snow and ice to support me as a Jewish thing growing up in the Midwest. But now that I live in NY, it turns out, fine, a lot of Jewish people can actually ski and iceskate and rollerblade and do all sorts of things other than watch Woody Allen movies and complain about the heat. I recently saw an old Curb Your Enthusiasm where Larry David went skiing with an Orthodox woman, so I guess its just me then. This is what I look like skiing though: