Toot your own edible horn this New Year’s eve
By Beth Klosterboer
Many (oh, so many) years ago, my siblings and I would sneak out of bed, sit on the stairs, and watch the festivities during our parent’s New Year’s Eve parties. If we were lucky someone would bring us a plate of food to share before we were hurried off to our beds. The noise would keep us up for a while but inevitably we’d fall asleep before the ball dropped in Time Square, missing out on all of the fun. Before we knew it the sun was peaking in through our windows awaking us with the hope of a wonderful new year.