2011 was the year I officially kicked my double chin to the curb. So what better way to celebrate than with a nice, fat duck?
Here's a photographic tribute to the chef, without whom dinner would be far less interesting, and life certainly less flavourful.
Overall, even though I finished a novel and began new projects, 2011 will probably go down as the year where I took my foot off the gas, so to speak.
My goal for 2012 is to burn some literary rubber. Here's hoping it's a great year for you and yours.