Every year after Santa has come down the chimney and done his evil work, I have an open house for breakfast. Friends and family abound; and copious amounts of fruit, croissants and alcohol are consumed. It is a great way to start a day otherwise dominated by boring family commitments.
Here are some photos from the holiday just past:
Some friends, ma and pa Quixote and a disheveled Don
Some random child assaulting my beloved pooch