This year Karen and I hatched a brilliant New Year’s Eve plan that would allow us to eat, drink and dance, while never having to leave our beloved borough. Here’s a quick recap:
We started off the evening with some excellent sushi from the folks across the street at Geido (highly recommend if you’ve never been) – NYE sushi has inadvertently become a tradition 3 years running in our household.
After dinner (and a quickie double espresso from our new Rancilio Silvia) we headed upstairs to our neighbor’s apartment for some homemade pizzas, other sundries and delicious wine. We stayed there for about 2 hours and then set off to scurry down 7th avenue in the blistering cold to our friend Pete’s house (the Aluminum Falcon) near Sunset Park.
Lucky for us, a nice cabbie named Sonnie saw us and practically flagged us down for a lift. We zipped down to 23rd street, with a bottle of Evan Williams in hand for our host, and were there with plenty of time to spare.
Upon arrival, we saw a few friends getting their karaoke – real karaoke discs, no Rock Band BS here!
This rug was too interesting to not take a picture of. Pete’s neighbor goes to Afghanistan every year and brought this back for him as a gift. I challenge you to find me a stranger rug. Seriously. Find one.
After about an hour, Pete began to set up the yearly [something] of fire to lower at midnight. This photo captures the initial lighting of what was a ball made of two planters attached to each other and covered in red, plastic fabric.
14 minutes to go and… My iPhone beeps and buzzes in my pocket. What could it be? Ah, it’s a totally insane alarm I had set for myself months ago and potentially the furthest thing from my mind at this time of the evening.
Back to the festivities…
Happy New Year!
After the ball dropped, Karen and I indulged in some delicious potato chips with french onion dip. We had to literally put ourselves in another room in order to stop pigging out on it. Then it was into the main room for a little late night dance party where we were finally joined by our friendly bottle of Evan Williams, that got passed around the dance floor until the wee hours of the morning.
All in all, this was one of the best New Year’s Eve’s in recent memory. Thanks to everyone for a great time and best of luck in 2009!
