Happy New Year, again
Monday night was the start of the Year of the Monkey. I thought that the new year would begin with a full moon, but I was wrong again. Chinese New Year begins on the night of the new moon between 1/21 and 2/20. Fun fact to amuse people with.
The big celebration for the event was a party at Don Steedman’s house, and everyone knows I hate to miss a party. Gail wasn’t feeling great, so I went by myself.
Don lives in Albany, and his house is chock full of the things he collects. There is a wall with hats. He has a workbench with tools and parts to maintain his collection of vintage fountain pens. There are dozens of different, interesting wine and cocktail glasses. He has a shelf full of cocktail shakers:
The kitchen cabinets are lacquered bright red; the room looks like a Chinese palace;
Don and Vicki were dressed appropriately for the evening:
The food was Chinese and Japanese. The wine was Italian, plus a bottle of sparkling Sake Vicki found. I might start to like Sake.
The house was full of friends and food, which is all you need for a great party. Gung Hay Fat Choy.