“It is the hour to be drunken! To escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.” -Baudelaire
My friend Sarah had a birthday party last night, Day of the Dead style. Margaritas, sangria, Spanish candles, calaveras, tamales, mole, friends, etc. No better way to spend a New York winter weekend.