Get Your New Year On
Well if the goodbye to 2005 is any indication, 2006 is going to be a really great fucking year.
We started the evening as we always do, at "home," with our friends J & A. This meal rocked so hard that it involved Jon snatching a lobster claw off my plate of spaghetti with lobster (my New Year's dish o' choice for the past four years), running into the kitchen with it and waving it in Craig's face while exclaiming "This lobster is better than the French Laundry's!" Craig showed his gratitude for the compliment by allowing Jon to witness the live murder of the next lobster about to meet it's delicious demise. And Jon did not stop talking about it all night.
We then moved to the home of my darling, where I got to kick it with just the coolest fucking people you ever did meet. Plus, F made fleur de sel brownies AND there was a croquembouche. And Alder brought a 1995 Champagne that made me swoon like Tara Reid when she sees a bottle of Jaeger. AND Amy told me that the supercool chocolate meister had wanted to meet me on his last visit here, which just seems way too impossible to believe.
I really couldn't be any luckier now, could I?
I wish you all a New Year filled with all the happiness you can cram into it.
Now can anyone tell me what restaurants are staying open tonight?
"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld