For many years, my friends Augie and Lauren used to have us over on New Year's Day to eat vats of mac & cheese, drink white Russians (a.k.a. Caucasians) and watch the Big Lebowski. Once they had kids, the tradition slowed down, but last year I watched it up in VT (sans mac & cheese, unfortunately), and this year, I decided to make some mac & cheese, even though I didn't have the movie handy. Luckily, a friend invited me over and sure enough, he owned the movie. I toted the mac & cheese over and a tradition was restored. Next year, I'll make sure I've got all three crucial elements, but this was a good start.