Over the course of the past season I skied at seven different resorts that I can think of. They span from the smallest molehills of PA, to the frozen peaks of Vermont, and even some sunny Tahoe treats. The quality of the amenities varies drastically, from village wine bars and gastropubs to glorified cafeterias selling microwaved pizzas. However, the one thing you can be sure of is that the crapper will not be ski boot friendly.
