Closing ceremonies

Officially, BreyerFest ends at the conclusion of the Sunday raffle. The next year's theme is announced, and everyone goes home. Unofficially, BreyerFest ends with a group dinner at one of Lexington's unsuspecting eating establishment. This year, the winner/loser was Osaka.

Lindsay and I arrived late. The restaurant was already packed with hobbyists.

photo by Christine Jordan

Somehow I managed to squish myself between Tara Reich and Yashka Hallein.

I was directly across from Heather Jackson-Lain and some pesky Canadian.

Jackie Rossi was over there, too.

This meant Beowulf was on the table right in front of me.

He also made it into my drink because of course he did.

The food arrived quickly and was every bit as good as it looked.

Everyone was giddy. 

This one told the wait staff it was her birthday, so we all got a round of ice cream.

Predictably, the pony went in the ice cream.

Then he went in Shauna. Canadians.

Poor Jackie was over there sympathizing with the wait staff. "No more white people," she muttered. "No more white people."

It was the perfect ending to a perfect day.

It was the perfect ending to a perfect BreyerFest.