Such is the motto of our Canadian compadre, housepainter by trade, and such is the best summation we can make of a blowout weekend in Toronto CA (figuratively speaking, of course).
Actually, that is the best summation of the first night, a combined birthday celebration for three people celebrating a collective 110 years, an event which brought out numerous 80s classics and even had Ours Truly shaking a leg or two. The next two days were recovery, which included lots of carnivorous fare (and garlic-- and kim-chi) along with sun-basking on the beach. Who knew? We thought Lake Ontario was only good for ice fishing.
