Put ramekins on a baking sheet. Bake for 25-35 minutes, until puffed and golden. Remove from oven, and let stand for 5 minutes. With a flexible spatula, remove strata to
Blowing Rock Appalachian Ski Mountain Overlooking the ski slopes on one side and the Blue Ridge Mountains on the other, this outdoor ice arena is fully lit for skating under
Blowing Rock Appalachian Ski Mountain Overlooking the ski slopes on one side and the Blue Ridge Mountains on the other, this outdoor ice arena is fully lit for skating under
Overlooking the ski slopes on one side and the Blue Ridge Mountains on the other, this outdoor ice arena is fully lit for skating under the stars seven nights a week. Warm up between skate sessions at a rink-side bonfire.
From mid-November through mid-February, the Upper Pond of the Whitewater Center is a grand 17,000-square-foot ice rink that includes an ice trail and a free-skate area. Skaters can stop for a hot or cold beverage from the Airstream in the center of the frozen pond.
Take an icy spin around the South End area of downtown. Before or after stepping onto the ice, stop for a beer, a meal, and a game or two at nearby Southend Brewing or Boxcar Bar + Arcade.
This family-friendly outdoor center, a short drive west of Highlands, offers ice-skating, snow tubing, and rides on a 4,000-foot-tall mountain coaster. After the activities, enjoy a sweet treat — fudge, candy, or ice cream — from the on-site Bartram Market.
If skiing isn’t your style, the 10,000-square-foot ice-skating rink at this resort can give you some fun outdoor entertainment. With the sports shop annex and the resort restaurant located nearby, hot chocolate and a hearty meal are steps away.
John Champlin has traveled across the state — and the nation — in search of hard-to-find spots that serve an unforgettable hot dog. After 11 years, what he’s discovered goes way beyond the bun.
In the early 20th century, textile mill owners sponsored baseball teams, providing entertainment for their employees and nurturing a passion for the game that’s been handed down through generations of North Carolinians.
Our writer reflects on where his love of vinyl began, and how the snap, crackle, and pop of a needle sliding across a turntable will always satisfy his soul.