"I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. That, or his Dudeness. Or Duder. Or El Duderino, if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.” A season without the Dude, Walter, Jesus and the Nihilists seems inconceivable. Join us for our annual Lebowski celebration: let us do justice to the significance of rugs in tying rooms together and rejoice in the White Russian as just the right beverage for every occasion. In short: All hail the Dude!