子年
It's Chinese New Year's Eve, if that's the word for it. I'm about to leave for a party that I'm hoping is going to be pretty non-traditional--my experience in Asia has led me to the conclusion that when food is described as "auspicious," you can reliably substitute "tastes bad." (Well, soba noodles are good for longevity, and they're pretty toothsome, but that's about it.) I plan to spend the evening hoping that its being the Year of the Rat doesn't portend anything for this year's presidential election (not that you'll be able to tell anyway). For others celebrating, have a happy new year. I'm back in Tokyo for a week starting tomorrow.