Friday, March 25, 2016

dinner at Wolfgang's

My mom wanted to be here for my birthday. But for a variety of reasons on my end, we decide that this week is better.

Trying to manage the schedule of eight busy people is not easy. But Valerie is able to find a date where everyone is free. And tonight, we all meet at Wolfgang's for dinner.

I work all day but get my make-up refreshed with Alberto at Armani. It's been a crazy day, but he finds a way to make my last eight hours look like I've been at an all-day spa — one of the benefits of working at Saks.

I show up a few minutes late, despite the restaurant being a short walk away. Everyone is already there: my mom and Alexander, Val and Abbey, Adam, Jason and Amanda. We have a nice round table, and while the restaurant is busy, the noise level is low. 

I get a group photo even though I know some of the people at the table would prefer a picture-less night. 



I don't eat much during the day, and then totally overdo it at dinner, starting with a Cosmopolitan.

The food is excellent. I split the house salad and an order of tuna tartare with Alexander. That would have been — actually should have been — enough for dinner. But next comes a perfectly cooked medium rare strip steak (charred on the outside), with shared sides of broccoli, creamed spinach, and potatoes. The desserts are excellent, as is the candle in my key lime pie and a quietly sung Happy Birthday To You.

But the best is the fluid conversation and many laughs. I have a spirited family, and most of our get togethers involve at least one passionate conversation with diverse points of view.  This is not a dull group. Opinions are strong. No one is afraid of saying what they think. And smart humor is always present. 

It's a great birthday celebration.





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