This past weekend I had a potluck dinner with some work/life friends/partners.
The food was surreal. The turkey was so moist and delicious.
(I got to carve it and discovered my new talent.)
And there was a fantastic cheese plate for after dessert dessert which I literally had to shove into my mouth because I was so full.
But I had to show these Canucks how it's done over in America, the happiest place on Earth.

















It got a little out of control which is always fun.













2 comments:
Is that your apartment? (Or do y'all say "flat" up there?) If so, why does it look like it belongs to an adult and not a 12 year-old boy?
Seriously, you were full!?
That's fucking weird!
Cheers from Paris. This evening seemed amazing. I miss you!
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