Guacamole with tortilla chips, fresh-made by my wife, accented with one of my signature Manhattan cocktails. Went to bed at 8:00; woke up a few minutes before midnight, heard all the firecrackers going off in the neighborhood (which annoyed our dog Booger no end), and went back to sleep thinking that I will be 83 years old later this month and sad to know that Betty White never made it to 100, bless her soul.
John
John