Esin Elif: "What’re we toasting to, this time?” I ask. He thinks a moment. “To tomorrow.” “What’s tomorrow?” “Everything. May tomorrow hold every possibility. And may we be bold and hungry enough to take them for our own.”

"What’re we toasting to, this time?” I ask. He thinks a moment. “To tomorrow.” “What’s tomorrow?” “Everything. May tomorrow hold every possibility. And may we be bold and hungry enough to take them for our own.”