As much as it pains many people I know, for the last four years, I have spent my Christmas dinner at a local hotel, The Fairmont Royal York in Toronto. The splendid buffet is held in the hotel’s Imperial Room, a small hall that once hosted musical legends (back in the day when you dressed up to go to a show).
For the first two years, I went with my wife Leela, whereas more recently, I have been sitting on my own (interestingly at the same table). That being said, when you’re surrounded by dozens of families, a troupe of carolers, a balloon artist and Santa Claus, are you truly alone?
The lesson I learned this year: Don’t watch people (adults as well as kids) use the chocolate fountain…you’re better off not knowing.
Once the tallest building in Toronto, the old lady still has her charms
An old-time clock sits in the middle of the hotel lobby
Jacob Marley screams silently in his case
A display of carved tallow themed on A Christmas Carol – here Bob Cratchitt
The ghost of Christmas Present stares down the guests
I liked the patterns the light fixture made on the wallpaper
Skewers, fruits and marshmallows…what could go wrong?
Roast beef and, of course, turkey are meats of the day
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