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Just returned from dinner with Andy and am full of goodwill towards men, women too. We met at Mihaili's , a good local place I recommend highly to anyone who might ever visit Toronto. As has become our tradition I wore my tartan blazer over LBD and my mother's fur jacket. The blazer extends four inches under the jacket but who cares. Ma was quite a bit shorter than me. Andy just coming from work, wore his TTC uniform minus the orange vest. We both ordered the turkey special of course (I hate it when people write that they had dinner but don't tell you what they actually ate, don't you). Also following tradition, I managed to embarrass him publicly a couple times. First when I asked the server if the mashed potatoes were all that mashed, or were there little lumps in them. He replied that they were mashed, and he was the only server plus the only busboy or cashier and did not look too happy about that, so I smiled warmly and ordered them. Then after a lovely meal I said something I have always wanted to say, "May I have a doggie bag? It really is for a dog, honest." Andy writhed with mortification but the couple at the next table gave me two thumbs up. We (I) exchanged gift, which was a stocking from the Pet Emporium for his English bulldog Bodie.We exited replete into the cool Christmas night. Andy whistled me a taxi which was driven by one Honek, from Ethiopia, whose cousin very possibly was once one of my students. The traffic was light as was my heart. Even arriving home and turning on the computer, and finding that the Enter key is not working and I cannot paragraph this post, cannot dampen my spirits.

It's working again!

Well, it did that once. I won't push my luck, just one last thought, this being a bilingual country and all...I could call this post "My Dinner with Andre"

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Just returned from dinner with Andy and am full of goodwill towards men, women too. We met at Mihaili's , a good local place I recommend highly to anyone who might ever visit Toronto. As has become our tradition I wore my tartan blazer over LBD and my mother's fur jacket. The blazer extends four inches under the jacket but who cares. Ma was quite a bit shorter than me. Andy just coming from work, wore his TTC uniform minus the orange vest. We both ordered the turkey special of course (I hate it when people write that they had dinner but don't tell you what they actually ate, don't you). Also following tradition, I managed to embarrass him publicly a couple times. First when I asked the server if the mashed potatoes were all that mashed, or were there little lumps in them. He replied that they were mashed, and he was the only server plus the only busboy or cashier and did not look too happy about that, so I smiled warmly and ordered them. Then after a lovely meal I said something I have always wanted to say, "May I have a doggie bag? It really is for a dog, honest." Andy writhed with mortification but the couple at the next table gave me two thumbs up. We (I) exchanged gift, which was a stocking from the Pet Emporium for his English bulldog Bodie.We exited replete into the cool Christmas night. Andy whistled me a taxi which was driven by one Honek, from Ethiopia, whose cousin very possibly was once one of my students. The traffic was light as was my heart. Even arriving home and turning on the computer, and finding that the Enter key is not working and I cannot paragraph this post, cannot dampen my spirits.

It's working again!

Well, it did that once. I won't push my luck, just one last thought, this being a bilingual country and all...I could call this post "My Dinner with Andre"

Excellent post, Carol. You should have taken up writing as a career. Few people can make a dinner this amusing and interesting.

Ghs

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A few days ago Roger Bissell made this video greeting for family and friends. This is what gave me the idea to make a video of my own.

There are 10 trombones in the tune (The March of the Three Kings) -- 8 tenor and 2 bass. I believe Roger played all of them.

Ghs

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Just returned from dinner with Andy and am full of goodwill towards men, women too. We met at Mihaili's , a good local place I recommend highly to anyone who might ever visit Toronto. As has become our tradition I wore my tartan blazer over LBD and my mother's fur jacket. The blazer extends four inches under the jacket but who cares. Ma was quite a bit shorter than me. Andy just coming from work, wore his TTC uniform minus the orange vest. We both ordered the turkey special of course (I hate it when people write that they had dinner but don't tell you what they actually ate, don't you). Also following tradition, I managed to embarrass him publicly a couple times. First when I asked the server if the mashed potatoes were all that mashed, or were there little lumps in them. He replied that they were mashed, and he was the only server plus the only busboy or cashier and did not look too happy about that, so I smiled warmly and ordered them. Then after a lovely meal I said something I have always wanted to say, "May I have a doggie bag? It really is for a dog, honest." Andy writhed with mortification but the couple at the next table gave me two thumbs up. We (I) exchanged gift, which was a stocking from the Pet Emporium for his English bulldog Bodie.We exited replete into the cool Christmas night. Andy whistled me a taxi which was driven by one Honek, from Ethiopia, whose cousin very possibly was once one of my students. The traffic was light as was my heart. Even arriving home and turning on the computer, and finding that the Enter key is not working and I cannot paragraph this post, cannot dampen my spirits.

It's working again!

Well, it did that once. I won't push my luck, just one last thought, this being a bilingual country and all...I could call this post "My Dinner with Andre"

Excellent post, Carol. You should have taken up writing as a career. Few people can make a dinner this amusing and interesting.

Ghs

She can write almost as good as I can write if I could.

--Brant

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Just returned from dinner with Andy and am full of goodwill towards men, women too. We met at Mihaili's , a good local place I recommend highly to anyone who might ever visit Toronto. As has become our tradition I wore my tartan blazer over LBD and my mother's fur jacket. The blazer extends four inches under the jacket but who cares. Ma was quite a bit shorter than me. Andy just coming from work, wore his TTC uniform minus the orange vest. We both ordered the turkey special of course (I hate it when people write that they had dinner but don't tell you what they actually ate, don't you). Also following tradition, I managed to embarrass him publicly a couple times. First when I asked the server if the mashed potatoes were all that mashed, or were there little lumps in them. He replied that they were mashed, and he was the only server plus the only busboy or cashier and did not look too happy about that, so I smiled warmly and ordered them. Then after a lovely meal I said something I have always wanted to say, "May I have a doggie bag? It really is for a dog, honest." Andy writhed with mortification but the couple at the next table gave me two thumbs up. We (I) exchanged gift, which was a stocking from the Pet Emporium for his English bulldog Bodie.We exited replete into the cool Christmas night. Andy whistled me a taxi which was driven by one Honek, from Ethiopia, whose cousin very possibly was once one of my students. The traffic was light as was my heart. Even arriving home and turning on the computer, and finding that the Enter key is not working and I cannot paragraph this post, cannot dampen my spirits.

It's working again!

Well, it did that once. I won't push my luck, just one last thought, this being a bilingual country and all...I could call this post "My Dinner with Andre"

Excellent post, Carol. You should have taken up writing as a career. Few people can make a dinner this amusing and interesting.

Ghs

She can write almost as good as I can write if I could.

--Brant

Brant,

I like very much that you write as good as you do. I especially like that I think I know when you could write things and don't write them, and even think I understand why, and don't think I would be taking liberties. In that spirit this might not be the happiest Xmas you ever had, but I hope it is a nice one.

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This thread is turning out to be quite a box of chocolate truffles.

Excellent save by Carol, making a charming story even more charming and an absolutely delightful video by Roger, all started by George's cute holiday wishes, and even some Christmas decorations thrown in for good measure.

If you guys keep this up, OL's reputation is going to get shot to hell.

:smile:

Michael

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