My unusual holiday season continues. After spending Christmas in Chicago (thanks again, Andrew!), I'll be in Pittsburgh for New Year's Eve. I am still going to eat twelve grapes at midnight, however, in keeping with the popular Spanish tradition.
Of course, I cannot expect the networks to broadcast from the Puerta del Sol as the clock tolls 12, so I will use this instead. (There's also a different version for those who prefer to set their own pace --but really, where's the fun if you know you can't choke?).
For a good glimpse of what this whole thing is about, or just for a nostalgic trip back to late-eighties' Spain, click here.
Here's hoping 2005 brings you plenty of good moments to feel nostalgic about, someday...
