Quotes About Festivity

There is absolutely nothing better than gorging on delicious Rabdi and Jalebi during the festival of Holi, which only makes the festival a lot more special for me.

I love festivals, period.

Festive cocktails mean color, lots of color.

Id is the festival which I celebrate wholeheartedly. I love to celebrate it with family and friends.

Even before marriage I used cook delicious dishes for my wife and mother-in-law on Jamai Sasthi.

I hate Halloween. I hate dressing up. I hate - I wear wigs, makeup, costumes every day. Halloween is like, my least favorite holiday.

I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.

Mainstream media tends to showcase a very specific kind of Mardi Gras, but my experience of Mardi Gras is very different; it's very cultural.

I have a TV Soap Boomerang award, and I always start my year with the Australian Open tennis! Tennis, soccer, you name it.

I rarely drink, but when I do, I prefer Tequila.

I'm not really into beer, but I like tequila shots.

Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!"

Someone lit the candles on the cake

In addition to the smells of mince and pumpkin pies, the Sage and onions of turkey stuffing, another aroma floated in the air, the very essence of Santa Claus. Years later, when I was grown up, I still remembered that marvelous fragrance and recognized it as Scotch whisky.

farmer barn dances, although the

Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents.

for these foolish, affectionate people made a jubilee of every little household joy

The neighbors find the event a great cause for celebration and honor the young man's parents by giving them gifts of food and money.

He rose in his turn, and seizing handfuls of confetti and sweetmeats, with which the carriage was filled, cast them with all the force and skill he was master of.

In ten minutes, fifty thousand lights glittered all the way from the Palazzo di Venezia to the Piazza del Popolo, and back up from the Piazza del Popolo to the Palazzo di Venezia. It was like a vast congregation of will-o'-the-wisps, impossible to envisage if you have never seen it: imagine that all the stars in the sky were to come down and dance wildly about the earth, to the accompaniment of cries such as no human ear has ever heard elsewhere on its surface.

Regular Saints Day Books don't do a thing about helping you make a feast. They just tell you on what day to do it. I'm not telling you exactly on what day to have your cocktail—but I am instructing you exactly how to make it, thanks to one of my favorite Saints, Thomas Bullock.

There was dancing. Or at least well-meaning clomping in the presence of music if not directly related to it.

Life is a grand party.

Celebration is life's frosting: isn't frosting the very best part of the cake?