This
year Christmas was a simple affair enjoying salmon steaks at Fr. Vin’s place
and the most delicious apple pie I’ve ever had courtesy of his neighbor who’s a
real artist in the bakery. Fr. Vin also
entertained us with such gag gifts as an orange (all wrapped up fancy, even
with ribbon and bow), no doubt inspired by a gag gift from his neighbors in
which they gave him a stocking housing an actual lump of coal. My favorite gag gift was a whiskey flask
(given of course to the one family member who, with the possible exception of
the occasional annual glass of wine, never goes near liquor.) One thing you immediately notice about a
flask is that there’s no way to clean them; so they really cannot be used for
anything other than alcohol. It’ll be
fun to keep it on display or take it to parties and make everyone think I’m a
boozer.
