But I digress. I'm actually here to say that I had a kick-ass birthday. I don't know about you guys, but I don't really have one set group of friends -- they're more like little grouplets. People from high school, people from college, people who came back to NYC post-college, people who stayed in the Bean. It was so great to have everyone together in one bar (one amazing bar, by the way. I highly recommend Whiskey Town, brother bar of the Whiskey Brooklyn & Whiskey Tavern, to anyone. Great people, great atmosphere. PAC MAN MACHINE. There's no way you can go wrong here, really.)
Naturally, people bought me a lot of happy juice and I ended up dancing with a Santa Claus whose hat I demanded to wear. Everything was going great until he decided to announce that he was on ecstasy and even in my tipsy state of being, I managed to say something along the lines of "HAHA BYE!" I was later told that Nibs stepped in and karate chopped him. (Reason number #314 as to why my friends are wonderful.) Had she not done so, I probably would have resorted to drunk krav, which, let's face it, would've been really amusing and somehow would have made its way onto YouTube. Instead I let Nibs do her thang and went back to dancing to Blackstreet's "No Diggity." Told you this bar was awesome.
Highlight of the evening (other than drugged Santa):
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| I love everyone when I'm in my happy place. |
So to recap: Kisses, yummy drinks, friends, and the occasional Santa on ecstasy. Can't say it was a boring birthday.
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... and it got even better the next day! Yes, I had I had a hangover, (I'm a feisty krav fighter, not Wonder Woman), but I schlepped myself to the Brainery for a class on how to make no-knead bread and it was a ton of fun! I am not a huge baker (this will change once I move into a new apartment), but I absolutely LOVE bread to the point that it was my nickname as a baby. So when a fellow Brainery teacher invited me to his class, I couldn't say no.
I ended up baking something that kind of resembled a large donut/bagel but was filled with chocolate chips inside. Some call it bizarre, I call it a masterpiece. It doesn't really matter because any combination of dough and dark chocolate chips will taste incredible. And it did.
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| You know you want some o' this sugah. |
I do have the recipe for anyone interested, so if you want it, just shoot us a comment!
And if you want to learn how to fend off inebriated men in red suits, I can be of service there as well.
-Beetle, xx
