I sat down on the lift with my father and a couple probably in their late forties
(my best guess) and on the way up the lift there was a carver that went under the lift and the man says, "wow, you don't see that very often anymore" and his wife says, "See what?"
-He says "Carving!"
-"Whats carving?"
By then she had already missed him. So the guy starts explaining what it is and how they use an alpine or carving board.
-"Whats a carving board"
That was my queue. I lifted up my foot and said, "THIS" :D and the man just looked and it and said, "well i'll be darned"
Apparently he used to carve with a few of his buddies back in the day. He ended up following me down a run and told me he thought my riding was good. Glad i'm doing something right.