New Year’s Eve is a night that is always loaded with expectation, and every year we bartenders scramble to deliver the goods. When midnight ticks and the Champagne has all been served, when you’ve kissed your sweetheart and wished everyone the best of the New Year, when you’ve all gone home to hang up your formalwear and nurse your hangovers, we get to lock the doors and enjoy a moment of peace after a night of chaos.
The moment separating days becomes the moment separating years
This is my favorite time of the night, the space between night and day, where it’s not clear where one ends and the other begins.
