We had a party and 0ne of my best friends, the widow Clicqout showed up.

As did a few lobsters, from the Red Hook Lobster Pound.

And warm, fresh, yummy bread.

Hello bubbly.

Lobster on my plate, I ate the whole thing!

At five to twelve, we went up to the roof. There were some fireworks but less than I had imagined.

I did put on a top hat. Funny hats is sort of a tradition at New Years.

It wasn’t that cold, which was very nice.

3, 2, 1… Happy New Year!