In the spirit of my half Spanish heritage, I've got my twelve grapes ready for tonight. When midnight strikes, you have to rapidly pop those twelve grapes - one for each chime of the clock - in your mouth. If you successfully complete the feat, twelve months of prosperity and good luck await you. Plus, you look like a squirrel with a mouth full of nuts, so it's very funny. Thank you for visiting the world of Little Star Soup this year. I appreciate the kind comments, and look forward to blogging 2009. Happy, Happy, Happy New Year!