Happiness and Koi

A gang of us began New Year's here at 37 (sushi and thumbrint cookies kinda do go together!), then moved on to Joseph's friends' tiki loft to end all tiki lofts, up the road in Greenpoint (hurrah for the G dance). With a koi pond, DJs galore, plants creeping ceiling-ward, a lovely and hazardous wall of candles, and dance dance dancing, the once industrial space offered up everything one could want for a holiday that cruelly lures people to do better while ensuring that they wake up feeling ill.


(Photo not mine.)