And what a dinner it was! I think I counted 29 plates for just the four of us. :-) We needed a little walk after all that food. And a self-portrait (of course). I think this is the most people I've fit into a hand-held-selfie (you really have to like the people you're with to make this work - grin).
Thanks for dinner, Dad. And for sticking around for 78 years. Let's go back to The Studio for your 80th, 'kay? And maybe your 85th & 90th - it'll be great; they'll make sure you're comfy with a pillow for your back ... and a stool for your feet ... and I'm pretty sure they'll still give your olives to Mom. ;-)