We celebrated Jeff's birthday a few days early with some close friends Friday night. Marina brought oysters and a strawberry rhubarb tart for dessert (and flowers, of course).
I made roast chicken and mushroom risotto. Katie made a lovely salad and brought her fancy "25-year barrel-aged" balsamic vinegar from William Sonoma. I gotta get myself some of the good stuff.
It was nice to reminisce with old friends about the good 'ol days, back when we all lived together out in the sunset before Jeff and I lived in Europe and when we were still figuring things out. But it's also nice to figure stuff out. Happy birthday, Jeffery. I love you. Here's to many more birthdays.