since the Red Hot tournament of champions in toronto on April 1st, I've been taking a break from poker. my prize from the tournament was this picture with Negreanu:
another way of saying I didn't last til the end.

On Friday night, Xavier, Karine, Bob, Christine, John, Guillaume and the two unborned are at my place for dinner. the night's special menu contained no fish, no cold cuts, no soft cheese, no liver, no undercooked steak, no caffeinated products, no luncheon meat, no meat spreads, no smoked seafood, no unpasturized dairy products, the prescribed diet for the pregnant goes on for four pages. luckily, some overcooked chicken cordon bleu seems to fit the bill (i thought I smelt something burnt, ah well).

next time i'll do a hotpot party. less preparation to do. (; .e  20:38