
(written by Islander)
I started last weekend with a miserable cold, and I’m starting this one with a miserable hangover. Neither affliction is ideal for the usual NCS roundups of new music that I’m responsible for. Unlike the cold, I know who’s to blame for the hangover — me, of course, and secondarily the five other people I was with yesterday.
It was all entirely foreseeable, since my wife and I and the other two couples have been getting together on the last Friday before Christmas for roughly a decade, and the day after is always terrible. Every year we convene at a venerable Italian restaurant in the vicinity of Seattle’s Pioneer Square, moving in at lunchtime and staying until they begin dinner service. Even well after we’re the last customers in the place and they’re in full swing getting ready for dinner, they’ve never asked us to leave or even politely suggested that we move on. Never.
The fact that we were still ordering wine four hours after being seated and long after the dessert plates had been cleared away (this happens every year) probably has a little something to do with the restaurant’s indulgence of us. I won’t tell you how many bottles the six of us consumed before we finally stopped, only that the number is outrageous. So is this hangover. Continue reading »









