Nearly every year for the past 15, we’ve hosted a New Year’s Eve party. I think we’ve missed two before this year (once because we were living in the rental house). This year, we talked about it, but our hearts just weren’t in it. We’d had a busy and fun Hanukkah and Christmas and that seemed like just the right amount of celebrating, so tonight it’s just a small party: the three of us, my sister, and the pets.
Even though it’s a mellow evening by the fire, we’re sticking to at least a few of our traditions:
- good food — we had an amazing dinner of artisanal pastrami (you’ll have to hear Michael’s full account of how that came to be), including latkes, bacon-wrapped dates with goat cheese and balsamic vinegar, oven-roasted green beans, and wine
- a bottle of Veuve cooling in the fridge
- frigid weather (really, why is it always 10 degrees below zero on New Year’s Eve?)
- and at midnight, we’ll dance to this, our traditional New Year’s Eve song:
To all our friends and family, we send you wishes for a very happy, healthy, and peaceful New Year.
(p.s. Thank you, Amy, for finding this video!)
Grongar 