First of all, Happy New Year!!!! I probably should retire that salutation, but I’m still so happy it’s a new year. I love the Holidays, don’t get me wrong, but are you like me? Can you breathe a little easier knowing it’s all over? Do we share a profound welcome to the quiet after the storm? Over-served, partied out, indulgent and exhausted?
It’s the first Tuesday after Coachella and I get a sense that everyone is somehow thrilled it’s over. Maybe it’s my harrowing view of music festivals and grouchy age, but as much as I wish I could escape to the desert for the weekend, embrace complete freedom and walk in circles from one amazing artist stage to another, it just wasn’t in my stars. Roasting a bird, however, right up my weekend alley.