My friend Tom has become my right-hand man at many of my parties. Here, he opens champagne for the toast, and I’m teasing him about hitting the track lighting with the cork (we have a dent in the kitchen ceiling from this happening once, although I don’t remember who it was that did it). I said, “Don’t hit my track lighting — you break it, you buy it!” Photo by Jen Connic.
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