New year's eve

Once again we escorted in a new year at the Haverhast's, one of the centerpieces of the holiday cycle.

The team:
Vlindinhauer
Persephone
Number Six
Tamara
Johanna
Oleg
Julia
L
Sabitathica

Lots of good times with friends - some old, some new. Peals of laughter, moments of joy, one or two accidental deaths.

As in all of life, some members of the party were not, in their marrow, thoroughbred team-players. As in most of life, things were kept afloat thanks to the goodwill of the rest of us.

Peace be unto them.

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the food:
O that every night could be new year's eve! I'll say it: guests at the Haverhast's are spoiled.

Bacon-wrapped dates and homemade bread for fingerfood. Also, wine. The main course was (the tenderest) boeuf bourguignon complemented by carrots and mushrooms. There was also some wine. Dessert was what is becoming one of my favorites: Persephone's chocolate mousse and short bread dipped in white chocolate with pistachio cookie served with armagnac and turkish coffee. omg.

the music:
This year's song, in case you've been living in a cave, is You can't kill rock & roll.


the players:
Number Six ~ lead voice and the occasional autoharp solo
Vlindinhauer ~ bass and voice
Persephone ~ percussives
Sabitathica ~ guitar
L ~ thereminator
Julia ~ large keyboard


the setlist:
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
Auld lang syne
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll
You can't kill rock & roll

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Somewhere around 01:30 we retired to the hotel Suburban where we hung out and talked until 06:00.