Only just returned from the morning festivities in metopolitan Erin (Ontario), we found just enough time to thaw out and then get on the road again.
This time, the destination was the local dim sum restaurant where we met with some friends for a Christmas-New Year's celebration lunch. The crowd around this table was originally estimated to be about 10, but with some who found out only at the last minute that they had other obligations, we were then fewer than planned. Luckily, we had also invited a few last-minute guests, so the table was full (except for one spot, and that's not always a bad idea because you never know who might show up at the last second).
As more and more of the small dishes were presented, and the pots of tea were emptied, stories and conversations were told and retold. These indeed are special times shared with friends: times for friendships to be strengthened, and for stories of the adventures and misadventures of our lives to be told.
When all are sufficiently suffoncified, we set out on the route toward new adventures, promising to meet again so that the storytelling can continue.
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