A group of us celebrated my birthday again last night with dinner at Trattoria Marcella. Let me just say it now, YUM! This is the second year we've gone there for my birthday and I like the way this tradition is taking shape.
In the center picture you can my newly shorn summer hair. I didn't intend for it to be so short, but it sure is cooler and easier. In my left hand is a picture of the beautiful birthday cake that Amy made for me. As soon as I am done here I am running over there to eat some and see their Hawaii pictures.
(UPDATE: We didn't eat any of my cake but I sat and watched her constructing her next one. F-A-S-C-I-N-A-T-I-N-G. I'll have pictures and commentary later this week.)
In my right hand is Monroe McFloogle, accountant by day, hula monkey by night. Monroe, a cousin of Daniel Patrick McFloogle, stowed away in Amy's luggage when she was packing to come home. Since she and Jeff are at the end stages of adopting a baby, Monroe was placed in my care. He was an entertaining dinner guest - his candlelight dancing was enchanting. I'll let you know how this roommate thing works out.
After dinner we went over to The Royale for drinks. Back in the day this place was called Real Bar and it was not, in any way, shape or form, trendy or cool, but now, under a new name and ownership, it has many endearing qualities. Like, for instance, when we walked in, old episodes of The Young Ones were playing on the TVs. At the top center of the mosaic above is a picture of LM and The Gregger demonstrating the proper response to the question, "Hands up! Who likes me?"
Always on top of the latest trends, Jen ordered a Subcontinental, the green drink pictured top right. It's mostly gin and cucumber juice, but surprisingly refreshing and delicious.
Oh! And don't forget to make fun of my friend Andy's cop 'stache pictured upper left. He is graduating from cop school on the 25th and his entire class is growing cheesy 70's porn 'staches to celebrate. They're even going so far as to get their official cop picture taken with them.
2 comments:
My God! The Young Ones. There's a trip down memory lane...
I think that your friend Andy is just trying to excuse the mustache he clearly adores.
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