FollowYesterday was Colin’s last day at work, and we had arranged to go to Ali’s for a raclette. Colin was very late, and when he did eventually arrive he was on crutches. He’d had an accident at work and ruptured his Achilles tendon. The village doctor has plastered his leg and foot.
After some restorative alcohol we sat down to eat. The raclette machine has a grill for melting pieces of cheese, and on top is a hot stone for cooking meat. A big bowl of boiled potatoes and some salad finishes things off.
It’s delicious and we sat there for hours. Ali lives at the bottom of a big hill so it took us a while to get back up to the village, but we eventually dropped Colin off at home around midnight.
Today was bright but very windy, so the few chairlifts that are still operating were all closed.