Today is my schoompie's birthday. We started the celebrations this past weekend with a nice dinner at McCormick and Schmick's and tonite he grilled some yummy ribeyes. This weekend we'll wrap up the festivities with a Red Sox game in Baltimore. An all around exciting birthday week for our number one guy. In defiance of aging, he's begun playing softball again after a roughly 7 year lay-off. Good for him. Not so good for his right hamstring. How's this look?
That was Week 1's injury. Week 2 was a jammed finger that swelled up like an eggplant on a stick and that required a splint. No worries. These are battle scars that are earned with pride.
In order to demonstrate my devotion, I embarked on a 3 night journey to concoct a Martha Stewart dessert from her current Halloween issue in lieu of the traditional birthday cake. Here's a shot of Martha's:
And here's a shot of mine:
It was so delicious. Good choice, honey. Despite the grease fire, two dozen eggs, 3 pounds of butter, and pile of pans. Happy Birthday. We love you.
1 comment:
Just got done reading Julie and Julia. This cake description reminded me of it. Hilarious. And OUCH about the leg, man that's painful just to look at!
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