Holiday shopping can suck the joy and mirth out of Christmas faster than my father can slurp marrow out of an animal bone. A strange image perhaps, but I feel as though it is an appropriate comparison. Each year my father and bundle up in our warmest attire and trudge out into the freezing streets of Los Gatos in hopes of finding Christmas presents for my dear mother. This can be an arduous task...
...unless of course the store you happen upon is serving free drinks.
Big old bucket of holiday cheer.
Free food also makes the shopping experience more enjoyable.
Men covered in rabbits playing guitar on the street are a must in Los Gatos.
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