More S'mores at The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe

More S'mores at The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe

It's easy to get addicted to The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe's Marshmology, the sweetest apres-ski tradition around By: Mindy Poder
<p>Try different flavors of marshmallows at The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe. // © 2017 iStock</p><p>Feature image (above): The resort makes homemade...

Try different flavors of marshmallows at The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe. // © 2017 iStock

Feature image (above): The resort makes homemade marshmallows daily.  // © 2017 The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe

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“How many have you had?” the staffer asked her patron, struggling to look uncritical.

The unkempt guest said nothing, attempting his best innocent expression, exaggerated doe eyes and all. She wanted to cut him off, but allowed him one more.

Knowing just how addictive the stuff can be, I approached the guest. Signs of his consumption were all over his face.

“So,” I pried. “How many have you had?”

“Five,” he answered, his head reaching just above my belly button.

I didn’t have time to react — the kid was already off to the fire pit to complete his bender.

All things in moderation, I thought, before finishing my own s’more, which featured banana-flavored marshmallows made in-house by The Ritz-Carlton, Lake Tahoe.

During my stay, the hotel’s complimentary Marshmology session, which takes place daily from 4:30 to 5 p.m., was the highlight of my apres-ski itinerary. Each time, I approached the fire pit with wonder: What flavor would they conjure up next?

Blueberry, root beer and blood orange followed the banana. The staff’s marshmologist — a member of the guest services team — personally hands off each skewer and marshmallow. Up to three other staffers stand by, clutching open-face graham cracker and chocolate sandwiches. This service detail was the truest luxury for me; I usually only stop roasting when the marshmallow folds under its own weight and begins its droopy descent off the skewer.

With such a short window for an activity as popular as making free s’mores, it’s a given that you’re going to rub shoulders with staff as well as guests.

“Hey, did you go skiing today?” one kid asked a new friend, who was wearing a yellow beanie in the shape of Pikachu’s ears and eyes. “Today was my first time skiing ever,” he gushed.

I, on the other hand, got on a first-name basis with the big man himself: Nick Mayer, the on-duty marshmologist.

On my final day, Mayer challenged me to make a s’more with two homemade marshmallows, usually not allowed. I soon learned why: It was no small challenge. He interjected my attempt with a lesson.

“Spin it like a rotisserie,” he said, modeling how it should be done.

Struggling to eat my s’more before the marshmallows oozed onto the floor, I managed to get strings of fluff all over my face, and thick blobs covered my napkin. I never did pull off looking classy eating my treat, but, like the boy on the five-s’mores diet, I was enjoying myself too much to care.

“Look at that lady,” one 10-year-old whispered to her friend, nodding in my direction. “She’s a messy eater.”

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