A toast...to the old watering hole.

So after a very stressful day at work yesterday (ranging from someone calling to complain about the steaks they purchased being to salty [for fucks sake, she bought chuck steak...a four dollar steak and expected a t-bone] , to running out of some high demand ham [not my fault, I ordered twelve cases but they didn't get shipped. I am PISSED about that] , to running close to out of turkeys before thanksgiving is here [we sold the last butterball turkey this morning]) I decided the best way to end the day was with a nice warm glass of whiskey. Now some people may see that as a 'problem' me going home and drinking. I don't see it as a 'problem', it's a damned solution. duh...

At any rate, I had set it down on the coaster next to the computer not really thinking about it, until I picked it up, took a sip and set it back down. Here is what I found.
Pretty neat photo. And the glass, well it is one of those nice little tumblers the Grand Hotel has that has 'Mackinac' on them. I have no idea how I got a hold of it...that one or the other seven I have. No idea at all.