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Holiday Party

Got a chance to let my party goblin peek out a little at Bailey Boushay House, in Seattle, Washington. God, I love these parties!!! They are a real boost to my spirit. Day in and day out, I am in my room, pleasant as it is, I get starved for new understanding peeps to interact with. Additionally, I need new foods to pass over my bored palate. (Sorry, Daniel, as good as your food is, I am not accustomed to the limits set by institutional standards, for my level of dysphagia.)

Thanks to Chef Daniel, I got a chance to sink my teeth into...wait for it...Beef Wellington, Stuffing, Sourdough Bread, Caprese Chicken, Cranberry Pear salad, and Broccolini. Following a fantastic meal, Chocolate Lava Cake accompanied by thick, rich, and creamy Egg Nog. How do I convey the deliciousness? My eyes rolled back and my taste buds practically sang. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.

♪ Tis the season to be jolly, ate my fill, plus cake by golly. Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la ♪♪

Not only did we dine, we got to listen to live music, holiday standards like Silent Night, Joy to the World, Gloria, and Jingle Bells, and newer tunes, like Santa Baby. Christmas caroling was the objective and Sandra grabbed the microphone and treated us to a duet with the songstress. Drop the mike, Sandra! You nailed it. And drop the...spatula?...whisk?...spice bottle?...because you nailed it, too, Chef! And, while we are at it, Volunteers, you rock! 

Topping off my night, I met a new friend, here at the hospice facility. He and his daughter dined with us and we were able to give a few tips, and an alphanumeric communication board. It still feels good to be useful!


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Location: 2720 E Madison St, Seattle, WA 98112, USA

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