Christmas at our house
The holiday goodness is fully loaded at the Curtisian. Witness:
On Saturday, the Curtisian was the site of much holiday revel. Luckily Ezra wasn’t singing “When Doves Cry”–as he is now as I write this. You should see his face, people. Here’s a more palatable version of Ezra goofiness, party style.
Right now, it’s more like this:



