Auld Lang Syne

When I was a kid, every New Years Eve was spent up at our family cabin in Whistler, British Columbia, a two-hour drive from Vancouver, from the early 1970s onward, when Whistler was still a ski-bum town with actual cottages and cabins, not multi-million dollar mega-chalets! We would eat my mom's famous "Beef Deep" (slices of roast beef in buns dipped in Au Jus) and plain ripple chips with French