Last night was a delightful vegetarian multi-course feast and some good red wine.
Tonight was a huge chunk of pot roast and mashed potatoes at a nearby restaurant and then two pints of beer at my favorite biker bar.
Both were delicious in their own rights - I'm flexible like that...
Up a bit early tomorrow - going to be a nice day and want to get the yard buttoned up for the winter.
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