still here

This has been a great birthday. First there were midnight Squishables - a raccoon, a mini android and mini T-Rex. So cute and squishy! For breakfast I had a small swig of sangria. Then I had birthday sushi with Stacy, and birthday cake. My sushi came as a pyramid adorned with tiny red roe, so we dubbed it the Aztec sacrifice pyramid roll. Then lazing and dinner at Parkside, which is a delicious and wonderful restaurant even if the sound is so loud inside. (If it wasn't 99 degrees, I would have wanted to sit on the roof patio.) I ate some delicious tiny oysters (Caraquette) and a salad of beets and strawberries. Mike ordered the fried okra, which was excellent. (The house bread and butter was a fine thing as well.) My cocktail of pepper infused vodka and ginger ale was refreshing and just a tiny bit spicy. Then the loup de mer, exquisitely salty crackly skin and firm flesh with potatoes and greens. I had a French 75, full of gin and cava and lime. That was so good I drank two. But the really amazing thing was the night's special dessert. Imagine a LUSH bath bomb, only larger and made of fresh peach sorbet. Inside there's cream and honey and raspberries and diced peaches. Outside there's the fluffiest, most airy pistachio cake ever made, also round and a round scoop of spiced ice cream and some marinated delicate slices of peach. All sitting in a crumble of pistachio and streusel. It was amazing and beautiful and delicious.

Then on the way home, the universe tormented me by placing a Korean taco truck in my path! But I was full and so I missed out on tacos. Sadness! At least I got to laugh at the ridiculous people on 6th street.

So it's been a lovely birthday. Apparently I share the day with Vincent Price, Siouxsie Sioux, Christopher Lee, Henry Kissinger and Chris Colfer. The world is a funny place.