How To Make A Bean Dip: A Guide For New Year's Eve Partygoers
Who Are Getting Too Old For This Shit  One of the things that
changes when you become a haggard, grayfaced grownup is how you
spend New Year's Eve. When you were a hip, attractive, energetic
young person, you spent the night traipsing between crowded,
noisy bars, meeting interesting people and talking excitedly
about your plans for the future, and your whole goddamn life was
like a sexy neon-lit music video, and you were immune from
consequences, and, God, you were just the fucking worst. Now
you're old, and the overwhelming odds are that you'll spend the
evening at a similarly old friend's home with fellow exhausted
parents, desperately fighting to stay awake so you can feel if
only for a fleeting moment as though your entire life were not
the property of your job and/or kids.  One way to support this
(vain, doomed) mission is to supply the festivities with some
food, both because food enables you to drink more alcohol before
becoming too drunk to