Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Birthday Celebrations

My sister and me. I am the one standing and my sister is the little pudge-meister in the pool.

This last weekend, my sister and I celebrated our 26th and 28th birthdays. I am two years older, but she was born on August 8th and I was born August 9th (my due date!). As children, we sometimes hated this because it meant shared attention, but as we have gotten older, it has been a pleasure to share the occasion.


Sunday night we did the family party and my Mom made us each a cake. Mine was the pink one, of course. She found a baking book from the 1960's and used that as inspiration for my cake, which I loved. I wish I could tell you how good it was because it was probably the best cake I have ever had - no joke. Thanks for that, Mom! PS - I need that recipe!


My Mom also got me this stack of books. I love books and she always knows how to pick 'em. I was laughing at the selection though: a baking cookbook, a book on how to make cocktails, a home decorating guide and a memoir about a boy raised in a cult.

I have been really into books about cults lately. The entire scenario of a cult baffles my mind, freaks me out and peaks my curiosity all at the same time. It is just the WEIRDEST thing!!! Anyway...


This was my gift from Dan and I am so in love with it. I haven't had my own bike since I was about 13 and I forgot how GOOD it feels to get one! I kept just looking at it all day and getting really happy. Dan loves riding bikes, so I am happy that now I will be able to join him. I broke it in nicely with a 14 mile bike ride on Sunday and it felt great.


Then, on Monday (my actual birthday), upon my request, Dan cooked me dinner. I had been outside reading while he cooked and came in to find the table set like this. Cutest thing ever.


And this is what he made me. There are no words people. It is an English dish called Steak Pie and Red Wine Sauce. What that means is that little chunks of beef are cooked all day in red wine and garlic, then baked with puff pastry. It is ridiculously simple but one of the best things I have ever tasted.


This is what my plate looked like before I destroyed it. Some day I will post the recipe and you will eat it and love your life.

So there you have it, another year under my belt. I am in my late 20's, which frankly is freaking me out, but I will spare you all my thoughts on that. Have a good one!

9 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday!! My birthday is also August 9th but I am 29. :)

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  3. Happy Belated Birthday!! That cake looks delicious- you should post the recipe when you get it. :)

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  4. My birthday is August 22nd. I am in my late 50's. Trust me -- life only gets better with time so don't freak out!

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  5. I think I have worked at the birth center tooooo long, the first thing that popped ino my mind when you said "(my due date)" was that you were expecting...

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  6. Happy belated birthday!!

    That first picture is just adorable.
    Mmmmm, and those cakes look very very good.
    Great gifts.

    Your due date? Huh, what?!

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  7. yum that final result of dan's looks super good. I'm glad you had such a good birthday, that bike is really pretty and I think that's an excellent gift from him. Your patio is going to get to full of all this stuff you guys keep getting haha.

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  8. Happy birthday! Love that bike and that cake is so pretty!

    Luvs!

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  9. You blogged earlier this year about sharing your birthday, mentioning "always one shared cake" and so this year I tried to correct that oversight. You were each so very sweet in showing your appreciation for that gesture.

    No one hands you an instruction book when you have two daughters and their birthdays are one day apart! I tried different things each year to make if special and I only learned this year that I should have been making two cakes all along but the truth is I wonder if I could have managed that. (You two were quite a handful and you each always behaved abominably on the other's birthday.)

    You stated something in this blog that I knew would eventually come about: "As children, we sometimes hated this because it meant shared attention, but as we have gotten older, it has been a pleasure to share the occasion."

    Yes, it has! Baking two cakes was my way of telling you so.

    Love,
    Mom

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