




My uncle worked at
Timberline Lodge for years. Five years ago, his lovely beard earned him the role of Santa Claus at the lodge's Christmas Eve celebration. This year, I got to
witness the magic for the first time. This Santa actually comes down the chimney!
The eve was asombroso. I haven't seen such a clear view from Timberline in my life. The sun was streaming golden rays into the dining room as we ate. Osso bucco, Dungeness crab, scallops, butternut squash and apple soup...the list goes on. The company was even better than the food. After Santa's escapades, we gathered around the big chimney in the lodge with candles and sang carols. Merry Christmas, 'twas.