Out with the old, in with the new.

It’s New Year’s Eve. Actually, it’s New Year’s Eve MORNING if you want to get picky about it ... a gray, cold, drizzly day that’s not especially conducive to a fun-food junket to Costco, which is what I was hoping to do right about now. Nothing says “Happy New Year” quite like a dozen bagels and a two-pound package of lox! But a person with a cane and a handicapped tag shouldn’t be shlepping around in damp 42° weather, so tonight’s dinner will be Marcycita’s South-of-the-Border Tamale Pie. (I’ll share the recipe in a day or two; check back for my post.)

Sam and I wish all of you a happy and healthy new year. Personally, I’m awfully damn glad to see 2009 come to an end because I can’t EVER remember a year of such misery and drama for so many people. Think about it. Major bank failures, home foreclosures and double-digit unemployment, the tragic death of Billy Mays, Bernie Madoff screwing up the largest ponzi scheme in history, Linens ’n Things going bankrupt, war is still raging in the middle east, and then we discover that Tiger Woods is a lousy driver. Here’s hoping that 2010 is filled with better things for all of us! Shalom.