I’m a few days late with my Happy New Year wish, but I still wanted to get it out there.  We brought in the New Year by having two couples over for dinner and a mean game of Taboo (at which the guys cheated, btw).  My Martha Stewart-ish friend, Kristin, read about a Spanish tradition of eating 12 grapes at midnight and keeping track of how many are sweet and how many are sour.  For each sweet grape you eat, you’ll have that many “good” months over the next year.  For each sour grape, you’ll have a “bad” month.  She skewered all the fruit and brought them over for us to enjoy with our champagne as the clock struck 12.  I ended up with 10 sweet and two sour grapes.  I think I can deal with that:) 

Cheers!