A first trip ‘round the world, part 29

Pancakes at The Abom’ were almost a daily tradition in our early Mt. Buller days. Just a few steps away and up slope from our living quarters, was the Abominable, some sort of a bar, cafe where there was always a band mostly playing covers for CCR or Ike and Tina Turner. 

The owner was a congenial chap by the name of Alistair Smith. 

I remember that we used to get together, in the afternoon, after our ski lessons were over and in order to complement what might have been a lack of good selection of desserts from Karen, we would sugar-load by eating pancakes, a treat that was a poor copy of what we knew as crêpes in France. 

Ours patronizing the Abom’ was in the early days of the season, later on we’d skip the Abominable altogether to go to Kooroora full-time, where the real and all-important action was taking place until late in the early morning hours...