Birthday!

I had a wonderful day yesterday.

It was my birthday and I turned 34 and 14.

I got my 14 year old self an Mp3 player, and my husband took my adult ass out for an extravagant dinner.

Our server opened and poured the wrong type of wine. We didn't notice. Ge ordered it, I tasted it The best I could say about it at the time was that "It wasn't bad." Ge knew what I meant. After a glass and a half each of it, we stepped out for a cigar on the patio. Through the glass we could see our server removing our bottle. Hmmm?

When we returned, he came over with a kind of impish smile, "Uh I gave you guys the wrong wine."

He was serving a large, disorderly group that had him off his feet, and this was the only part of our service affected by that fact, and it was in our favour.

He brought us two new glasses and a fresh bottle which he began to pour out. He said, "This is a much better bottle of wine, my apologies." And BOY was it ever a better bottle. What a difference. Ge made a really nice choice. Of course I got snockered after drinking a bottle and a half of wine, on top of cocktails and an oyster shooter. So obviously, I can't tell you what vintner or vintage it was. I think it was Canadian, which I found a little bit surprising, though it shouldn't be. There are great grapes growing on this side of the continent, and I know that.

I had fresh oysters. I love the sea, I love the taste of it. Poor Ge, wouldn't have any of it.

He had a jaw dropping mouthwatering steak and lobster combo that was infused with some gentle tummy, warming spice or herb. Something like nutmeg- gentle, comforting just a hint of heat. I had a bowl of pasta taradenelle or some such word. It was equally amazing. Heaped with lobster meat, scallops and prawns in a creamy dill sauce covered in grated parmesan, the good stuff. I think we ordered the two best dishes on the menu, because there really is no getting better than that.

After dinner we had orange infused chocolate creme brulee (pudding with a blowtorch) With a nice big sprig of fresh mint. Scintillating!

I sobered up around four in the morning as I woke covered in alcohol sweat uch!
But then remembered how worth it it was, smiled and rolled over back to sleep.