The Blue Moose

My love for moose (mooses? meeses? mice?) is family legend that is revisited each time we go skiing out West, aka Moose Country.  After saying for years that we needed to have breakfast at The Blue Moose in Breckenridge, we finally gave it a try before heading back to the East Coast. Honestly, I would…

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Mi Casa

After Allison broke her wrist on the first run of the ski trip, she got to pick the restaurant. A Train wanted Mexican so Mark whipped out the iPhone to compare the two Mexi restaurants on Yelp. Mi Casa won out as the best in Breck so off we went. Mi Casa has all the…

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Breckinridge Brewery

My brother has the ability to sniff out a brewery the moment he steps into a new city. On our first night in Breckinridge, we happily yielded to his preference and had dinner and a couple of brewskies at Breckinridge Brewery. While my brother lived their double IPA, I was a big fan of the…

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