January 01, 2005
New Year: 2005
Plans for a dinner party fell through. I figured I'd ring in the new year asleep on the couch. New plans came about. A trip to the package store for some quality beer - party crashers are always welcome if they arrive bearing gifts, right?
Actually, we did know the hosts. They'd just bought a house and hadn't even moved in yet. That didn't stop them from throwing a party, though! We all got the grand tour, mixed and mingled with tasty cocktails. Outside we watched neighborhood fireworks, then scooted back inside just in time to see the ball drop on television. (Regis is a poor substitute for Dick Clark.)
This morning it was breakfast at the Flying Biscuit. Southern scramble (eggs, turkey bacon, collard greens, onions and cheddar cheese), grits, and the signature biscuit. The bonus was a serving of Hoppin' John, which I'd never eaten before.
Later, it was an impromptu screening of The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. I was thoroughly charmed. (The soundtrack beckons.)
Best wishes for you in 2005.