The traditional New Year's Eve party was a good time. We made too much food. Tons of cheese and crackers, roasted tomatoes, cupcakes, a cake frosted with sugared rose petals, spritz cookies, truffles, three kinds of chips, guacamole, bread and dipping sauce, raspberries, grapes, and two veggie trays. Oh, man. So. Much. Food. And alcohol. Lots of alcohol. Mojitos, wine, champagne. It was great.
We played Apples to Apples, as always. The best one was "heartless," which produced matches of "dating," "boyfriends," "a cheap motel," "South Africa," "Schindler's List," and "Oprah Winfrey." My friends and I are terrible people. I love it.
It's 2009. Oh, wow. What? Really?
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