The Definition of a Miracle

Sitting in the Village in Manhattan on a tiny patio at the Malt House Pub. Outside, the sirens blare. I’m drinking a pint of locally brewed Blueprint Toasted Lager backed with a  shot of Jamieson Black Barrel (I think)… or is it the other way around? Which backs which? I used to hate this city when I was in my early 20’s… Just like I hated Vancouver. But since then, …