Today is my husband's birthday. We didn't do anything special... just hung out at home; he did Sudako puzzles and I puttered in the garden. I fixed his favorite dinner: Curried Eggs... cheesy, buttery, eggy, spicy, rich, rich, rich... yummy! You can practically feel your arteries hardening as you dine!
I also steamed up a mess of green beans from our garden, and tossed a green salad with tomato and cucumber, also from our garden. Dessert was a decadent chunk of lemon cream pie. All was accompanied by Korbel Champagne.
After dinner Martin took a nap and I zoned out in front of the computer and decided to see who else shares his birthday, and came up with quite a list of talented folk...
Gustav Mahler...
Marc Chagall...
Harry von Zell (100 points if you remember this guy!)...
Gian-Carlo Menotti...
Satchel Paige...
Pierre Cardin...
Hank Mobley...
Ringo Starr...
2 comments:
A birthday with the one you love best, food that is cheesy, buttery, eggy, spicy, rich, rich, rich and then a nap. Indeed, life must be good.
Birdie, indeed, it is. It surprises me, as I grow older, how easily pleased I am with life!
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