NYE, 2-0-fourteen

Franny & I had a small dinner party on New Year’s Eve, and in spite of some “timing” issues and a broken accordion case, a good time was had by all.  Franny made pork wrapped in puff pastry, I made popcorn and played the accordion, we watched the ball drop in high definition on our new TV, and we took some photos…


It was nice to spend the night with people who we are fortunate enough to call good friends, and to have an apartment (and a dining room table) large enough to host them all.

January began the next day, and I don’t care what T.S. Eliot says –– January is the cruelest month.  I’d trade January for April anytime.


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