Celebrating New Year’s in August at a Secret Underground Supper Club
1pm Saffron panna cotta with berries and gold dust. Happy New Year, everyone!
1:10am
I think dancing is supposed to start at some point—although time is obviously relative here. I’m getting too old for this, obviously, all I want to do is lie facedown in a cold room. Time to say our goodbyes, pay the lady, and call it an evening.
1:30am
Rummage in the fridge for a late night snack. Goddammit—I guess a box of seaweed singles and a peanut butter granola bar will have to do. Hey, look at that—Bad Santa is on Comedy Central! I think I’m starting to get in the holiday spirit after all.