Happi Hour

Snowboarding and drinking are two activities that, on their own, already feel like mild miracles. One involves strapping plywood to your feet and voluntarily throwing yourself down a frozen mountain. The other involves convincing yourself that fermented grain juice is a personality. Together, they form one of the most sacred pairings known to humankind—right up there with pizza and regret. To be clear (and for legal reasons), snowboarding and drinking should never overlap in

Say it with me. Thank. The. Lord. The holidays are over. The lights are packed away, the ornaments are shoved in boxes you’ll never open again, and your credit card is crying quietly in the corner. If you survived December intact, congratulations—you’re officially a legend. And now… it’s January. That’s right, the part where life resumes and your liver finally gets to sigh with relief. Because let’s be honest: the best part of the holidays ending is that you can drink again w

Every year on December 31st at approximately 11:47 p.m., humanity collectively decides it is about to become unstoppable. We stand there, holding a sparkling beverage of choice (or just a cup of something warm), staring into the future like, This is it. This is the year I become organized, productive, and suspiciously good at waking up early. And then January 1st happens. New Year’s resolutions are fascinating because they are the only promises we make while fully aware of ou