New Year's Eve was a relatively quiet affair at our house. We celebrated with a few dear friends, and one rambunctious 2-year-old, who supplied a dose of joy and energy to the proceedings. My lovely and very pregnant wife (God bless her!) put together a lavish spread which saved us from having to battle the crowds at local eateries. Yes, New Year's Eve in Northwood felt more like a Frank Capra film than Fellini. But across the bridge in post-recession, post-Madoff Palm Beach it was different...
Read about it at The Wages of Wealth
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