...I just didn't use it very often.
Standing infront of my parents house and infront of a MacEachern tradition - to fly the flag of your guests. Some how my parents got their hands on a Rwandan flag. Something I could even do in Rwanda!
Perhaps this was East Side Mario's attempt to, after eating their fabulous and authentic Italian food, remind us that we were in Canada and not Rome. Too bad their food was crap.
Lunch on 17th. God how I missed the food at home! (Above photo excluded)