My first birthday also included cake. And I really dug in. As my parents explained it to me, they weren't sure what to do for a 1-year-old's birthday so they gave me some chocolate cake and put a hat on me. I'm clearly quite content.
My tastes have become a bit more refined over the years and my table manners have vastly improved. But I still can appreciate a good piece of cake.
During my birthday week, I was treated to a great meal at Central by two fellow foodie co-workers. This place is known for their burgers, so it was only right for me to get one of their signature dishes. This dry-aged beef burger was awesome. It included carmelized onions, and potato crisps on top. So tasty. I paired it with a warm spinach salad with bacon vinaigrette because as we all know, I don't turn down a good bacon dish. But the lunch food didn't end there, despite my full stomach and objections. Because you can't have a birthday celebration without something sweet.
But you're supposed to indulge on your birthday. And indulge I did, even if I didn't smash my hands in it. A 33-year-old really shouldn't do such things. In public. :)
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