For the third year in a row, Erik and Marie hosted the 4th of July on their comely rooftop in Greenwich Village. And like all good American holidays, we feasted on hot dogs and burgers until sundown. The flag-themed drinks and candies turned our blood blue and our faces red. A citizen or not, today is the only day we can't gripe about Amerricuhh because this country has given us the best excuse to blow shit up and drink beer for breakfast.