We’re not sure which was the more chic line last Saturday afternoon at the PlumpJack Squaw Valley Inn patio: the one ending with free Stoli Vodka drinks at the poolside bar or the one whose pot of gold was May 2009 Playboy Playmate, Crystal McCahill, signing autographs and posing for photos complete with her long ears and cute stubby tail.
I made my choice, but you probably couldn’t go wrong either way.
And even the actual act of standing in these lines wasn’t all that bad. Sunglass-clad Executive Chef Wyatt Dufresne put out pizzas almost as fast as they were scarfed down, plates of tasty hors d’oeuvres circulated, and a darn good DJ spun funky sounds not usually heard from PlumpJack grounds.
Those unconcerned with bunny or drink soaked in the hot tubs 10+ people deep or lounged in one of three plush cabanas that looked something like ancient Rome meets Las Vegas strip.
In attendance were Squaw Valley legends and die-hard San Francisco weekend warriors up for the final weekend of the season. People came in snowboard gear, board shorts, and everything in between.
At one point a guy in a body-length fur coat walked in sporting a beard so long, dark, and scraggily I thought Rasputin really had escaped death all these years only to wind up in Lake Tahoe.
Debbie Dutton danced. One guy got thrown in the pool fully clothed. People smiled, laughed, and enjoyed their Saturday afternoon at PJs.
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