As we approach our annual New Year's celebration, we'll have the usual proseco (not champagne, Italian sparkling wine) and oysters (yes, we get them at Mutual Fish for a fraction of the cost you'd pay at a restaurant), our usual posse of old friends each providing a delectable course (one year a couple threw together a paella that would make a Spaniard's cold heart melt). But this year, instead of grumbling about the sorry state of our country, and despite the economic downturn /crisis/ nightmare/ had-it-coming-to-us mess, we will be raising our glasses to the future, and this year we will do this with sincerity and honest excitement.
Okay, so he has a nice baud, too--what's the big fuss? We should all be nuding up on Jan 1 and jumping polar-bear style into the nearest icy lake. Yeeowwww!!
Happy New Year, everyone.
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