Christmas in Greek and Mexican

Lunch was pretty much my dinner, as it left me fairly incapacitated for the rest of the day. I started drinking at one in the afternoon at our office Christmas party and kept it going for the next eleven hours, never really attaining any kind of intoxication but at least maintaining a false sense of warmth to carry me through the bitter bitter cold. The Christmas party was at [a Greek restaurant] on Lonsdale in North Van. I was already full after the charbroiled calamari appetizer. There were pitas with hoummos and tzatziki, and then there was moussaka and greek salad and potato. A trail of barhopping with coworkers afterward finally led me to dessert at Zocalo on Main Street: some kind of hot Mexican chili-chocolate brownie with cinnamon ice cream.