Come on. Come all. Welcome to the 2018 edition of Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza.
This is year 12 I believe for this special event. My goodness. Do I have nothing better to do?
Well, apparently not. I will put up two posts this evening. I didn't have a chance to put up yesterday's pictures, yesterday.
We went to dinner at the Swiss Chalet in... hmm, is it Bayer's Lake or Clayton Park? Or sort of between the two places, on Lacewood Drive? You tell me.
At any rate, here I am about to chow down on this year's Festive Special. It was a taste treat.
Patricia saw me eating the chicken with great gusto and remarked that she still remembered the time when some people from her part of the province came to the big city of Halifax, where they were fed a chicken dinner. Nix nix on the utensils. They picked up that chicken and jammed it into their faces until every bit of nourishment was from that poor bird. They would look at me aghast, using a knife and fork.
More in a bit.