We went to a faboo Christmas party last night at Pesce Fresco — a prix fixe menu, all of which was terribly yummy, with wines to match each course. Add to that live entertainment, mostly of a holiday nature, much of it turning out to be sing-along (be it by design or Pavlovian).
Margie and I ended up at our own table, romantically enough, and got tapped to be the “Five Golden Rings” part of a restaurant-wide rendition of the Twelve Days of Christmas. We did great in the role, managing to come up with seven different harmonizations/duets to keep folks entertained.
Stayed too late, ate and drank too much, and it definitely was not what our “Trying to get Christmas prep, including packing, finished before Wednesday night” plans needed — but a great time that I’m glad we made time for.
(And many thanks to Jackie for looking after Kitten.)