Yes - I was there. I don't remember someone ever actually bringing their own box of wine to an open bar like you did, but the mood was festive. Do you remember climbing up on the table and leading the whole room to Frank Sinatra's "My Way" along with the band? Grampa was so proud. All I remember after that is that I lost my voice for like 3 days. Even after the 3 dishes of Spimoni, my throat was killing me! I can't wait for the next get-together. How do you feel about polka dots?