it was a grand sub-zero adventure birthday last night.
i turned thirty-four, and the place i chose to meet at far far away from any normal public transportation, was closed two hours early.
after stress-balling through backup plans and frozen fingers, we ended up going to a ramen place, which was also closed unexpectedly.
then after a curbside snowsquat, ended up at a french bistro where we all warmed up, shared moules-frites, steak-frites, laughter, loud noises, a zydeco live band, and in the end of the meal, free flutes of champagne. pretty nosh.
to top it all off, ice cream nightcap. double scoop strawberry/earl gray tea heaven on a sugar cone.
and just like that, it all worked out.
everything will always work out won’t it?