In Saskatoon I attended a 1920's party, with all sorts of hats out of which this was the wildest.
There were fancy food stations everywhere, with a very interesting way of presenting the food. Take, for example, the gazpacho.
The room was grand enough to be able to seek who you liked to talk to and hide away from your frenemies.
And no, this is not ice-cream. This is how mashed potatoes were served with the beef stroganoff.
But my favourite station was the dessert station.
And my favourite person was this Saskatoon artist that loved to be featured on the blog.
There were fancy food stations everywhere, with a very interesting way of presenting the food. Take, for example, the gazpacho.
The room was grand enough to be able to seek who you liked to talk to and hide away from your frenemies.
And no, this is not ice-cream. This is how mashed potatoes were served with the beef stroganoff.
But my favourite station was the dessert station.
And my favourite person was this Saskatoon artist that loved to be featured on the blog.
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