Blue Jean Chef

Egg sandwiches don’t always have anchovies inside, but they did when I was a kid.

My family has never been terribly devoted to outdoor activities, despite growing up in Calgary with the Rocky Mountains near by. We moved to Calgary from England in 1975. Upon our arrival, my father enrolled the entire family in cross-country skiing lessons. I expect he was thinking that it would be a nice activity for the family to do together in our new very cold home. I spent most of those lessons wrapped around my mother’s leg, which seriously hindered both of our successes at the sport. I think that was the last outdoor sporting activity I remember doing with my family.

Most of my childhood friends’ families were avid skiers and would often go away for the winter weekends to ski at all the nearby (and sometimes not so nearby) ski resorts. My family was different.
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