Toasting the Town

Drinking Wine Matthew Maaskant

It's mere days before New Year's. Do you know where your toast is?

Chances are it's online. At least that's where we're hoping ours is. Or maybe it has yet to be written. My friends and I have been renting a New Year's house together for the past decade, and somehow we seem not to have an annual toast we love. I ask around: Does anyone have any toasts they like?

Erica: No, do you?

Nicola: I'm really bad at toasts. Can I read this when you're done with it?

Lisa: No, but shall I look some up online and find a few good ones?

JJ: Melba?

Bash, raising his glass: No, but I'd like to have a toast.

Thomas: _____

We get out Lisa's computer and come up with the following collection.

Toasting to a group of friends:

May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.

May those that love us, love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.

May neighbours respect you,
Trouble neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And heaven accept you.

Toasting your best friend:

May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.

Toasting to your parents:

May the good Lord take a liking to you...but not too soon.

Toasting your lover (Yeats):

Wine comes in at the mouth
and love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

May these take you through New Year's and into the years to come. Cheers!