I bundled up and set off to the Chinese Lunar New Year parade in Chinatown with ear plugs and determination to touch the dragon for another year of good luck. I found myself between and 8 year old boy in a Mexican wrestling mask and an 80+ year old woman (about 4 feet tall wearing a leopard print hooded sweatshirt). Waiting in the cold was worth it as we all managed to brush our hands against the dragon as it passed by at the end of the parade. I warmed up with a house cappuccino at Tosca before heading home.
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