During the ski season, breakfast at my in-laws’ in Zuoz, a cute town in the Engadin Valley, is a busy affair. Theoretically, it should be cozy: the setting is an apartment under the eaves with a view of an old church tower, and the spread offers a plethora of delicious local specialties. But then there’s the phone. It rings, and rings and rings, as the family’s skiers start discussing the day with friends across the valley. Most important: the weather. The older generation consults the weather s...
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