Day of Decadence

My girlfriend Cathy and I have a long, long, long standing tradition on New Year's Day, it goes back more than a decade. It involves really bad-for-you food, the Rose Bowl and, well...really bad-for-you food. Not Cheetos. We dive into Champagne, smelly cheeses, pate and Caviar. Just us and assorted hangers-on, which this year included the kids, the grandparents and Cynthia. It is a very good tradition, I recommend it to everyone before the Year of Dieting commences.