As the holidays neared the Face of Everyman shared his bounty with the quests. Seen above is a member of the local clan of Crows is about to soak a walnut morsel. Truly the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the place to book for holiday revelry.
The kindly ol’ pensioner had observed this bird over a period of weeks. No other member of the family has these growths around the ankles and head. Ill birds were uncommon in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wished that the Clinic would open soon.
The ancient Chinese herbalist had assured the worried infertile couple that the MSG contained in the shrimp fries would not effect others. In fact, the healing waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were enhanced by it’s presence. the Face of Everyman on hearing that immediately felt a migraine beginning.
The Crow Family had the long term contract to clean up the theater after the late show at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They got to eat all the popcorn left behind by a careless audience. the Face of Everyman liked the arrangement as it kept down the complaints about food.
It was family day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The entire murder of Crows gathered to break bread together. the Face of Everyman wished that he had put out a sumptuous spread. Dried grass seed and millet seemed a bit ordinary.
Rupert wanted fresh water clams. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa offered them only in season. Rupert was lucky that there was an “R” in the month of October. He paid market price. the Face of Everyman found satisfaction in that.
The old Grey Back was back at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, telling stories of Summers past. the Face of Everyman tried to be polite and listen; but the stories were boring and it was his nap time.
Lester had found a delectable morsel in the scatterings of birdseed set out each day for the songbirds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He needed to soak it till soft enough to eat. the Face of Everyman warned him to mind ‘the gap’.
Algernon had heard the myth of the fresh water clams that grew in the waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving. He had resisted looking until he heard that they may be ready for harvest. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa required a license to harvest. the Face of Everyman pretended to be asleep when the young Crow came by to purchase a license. The venerable sage wanted the first crop to be his.
Every Summer the face of Everyman tries to take credit for teaching Crows to fan themselves to keep cool. The venerable sage will tell any who will listen that when the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was first conceived there was no such thing as air conditioning so he taught guests to fan. It caught on quickly.