Fiddler’s Stag
With little time to recover from my rather exhausting/rather fun weekend (Did I mention I went straight to work after driving through the night from Detroit to Toronto to catch my flight??) I was tasked with hosting my friend Jason’s stag party. No rest for the wicked? The party was rather tame as far as stags go. There was around 12 guys, poker, video games and enough booze to cater a Wood’s wedding. The bride’s brother Jo was kind enough to pick up booze. Not sure what to expect, he went to town and spent over $300 on beer, hard liquor, Red Bull, and mix. Add to that the fact that he didn’t tell other people showing up that he was supplying booze and you’ve got one heck of a party. Even in my Jackdicky days my fridge has never been that full. We didn’t even put a dent into it. We tried but barley scratched the surface. In the process Jason managed to throw up several before even leaving my place. Before After We went to a bar on Whyte ...