Today was our final full day in Tignes and we planned to make the most of every second. Drawing the curtains of our chalet, we were greeted with the best weather ever! The sky was clear, there was no wind and the slopes looked so inviting.
After a hearty breakfast of eggs, meats and plenty of English tea, we headed back out to meet our SkiBro instructor, David.
Now, one of the main reasons we had David today was to help us ski across the mountains to Val-d’Isère. I’d never really done a cross-resort ski and I was so excited!
Today was even better than yesterday! The slopes actually felt pretty quiet too, which I always love. For me, I’m not really keen on skiing busy slopes. I get flustered; confused (not that it takes a lot) and a lot more nervous for some reason.
Thankfully, today was relatively calm and having certain runs almost to ourselves felt totally special.
After heading out on the runs (with a few falls, naturally), we’d worked up a proper appetite.
As David was guiding across to Val-d’Isère, we decided to stop off at Le Panoramic, a restaurant we’d heard lots about.
Perched 3032 metres high, onto of the Grande Motte glacier, Le Panoramic was a toasty respite from the wintery conditions outside. I honestly thought we couldn’t get any higher, but to get here we took the Funicular from the slopes themselves.
By the time we arrived, the clouds had begun to settle and the weather seemed so much more chilly. This, along with the biting hunger, made us hop right inside the restaurant.
As soon as we got in, I could see what all the fuss was about. It was a cosy retreat from a day of skiing and the food smelled incredible.
We whipped off our ski boots, popped on the restaurant slippers and went to find our table.
Resisting ordering everything on the menu, we went for their grilled meats that have become pretty famous here.
Plus, their mashed potatoes is just heaven, it was the perfect mix of creamy and buttery.
Honestly, I could have eaten a bowl of it to myself.
By the time I’d stuffed my face silly, the host came over and mentioned something about a dessert table! Yup, an actual table filled with homemade desserts. Now, I might have been stuffed but I always save a little room for pudding.
Without even skipping a beat, we took the lead of our host and headed straight to these legendary dessert tables. Just around the corner was every kind of pudding ever, all made in house.
Straight away, I had my eye on the lemon meringue! Growing up, an older family friend used to make us a lemon meringue on special occasions, it always fills me with the nicest memories and it quickly took me back to that spot in my life.
For some reason, I always associate food around periods of time, and this lemon meringue was a heart-warming reminder of that moment.
As we began slipping our boots back on, we heard a few grumbles in the distance. No, it wasn’t my tummy, but actually the resident St. Bernard (y’know, the dog from Beethoven – the movie).
He’d wandered over to say hello and we couldn’t resist having a little play. He was so friendly and placid, a total gentle giant.
With a hefty amount of slobber on our hands, we decided to head back onto the slopes. I feel like I’d been licked to an inch of my life.
