I really did feel special this weekend. I got to find some "me" time and spend the morning with some lovely ladies from my church doing Holy Yoga. It was great exercise, worship, and socialization, all things that I get way too little of regularly!
|That's me on the green mat!|
Afterwards, I go to go home, enjoy a long hot shower while the girls naps overlapped (thanks little ladies!) and then B took me out to celebrate. In the last couple of years, it's been harder and harder for us to stay out, never mind get out, and usually we are home by 9:00pm. Lame! We were determined not to fall victim again this year!
We started off by going to Henninger's in Fells Point. It's a few blocks away from the hub-bub of Fells, but on this night it was a bit more subdued since there was a playoff football game going on that pulled people away from fancy dinners. We were the only people in the restaurant section and we enjoyed our meal at a leisurely pace. The food was great and the atmosphere was true to Baltimore in its quirkiness, mixing up elephants with UFOs in their decor.
In an effort to prolong our excursion, we went to a different location for dessert. Truly, in Baltimore, this is the only place to go for dessert on your birthday, Vaccaro's in Little Italy. I ordered the Franciscan from the specials menu and was awarded with a dinner sized plate of Hazelnut Cake, coffee gelatto, and a glob of whipped cream that could stand alone as dessert. I maybe had 4-5 bites, was totally stuffed, and took the rest home. My apologies to my friends on the "Whole30" diet who were forced to see this picture and be reminded of what you're missing.
|Enough cake to feed the whole city!|
Then we started to falter. What do we do now? We considered our options and settled on checking out Patrick's Irish Whiskey and Cappuchino bar just a few blocks from our house. We've driven past this establishment for 7 years now without ever going in and figured it was about time. I am so glad we did! I had had sufficient caffeine and alcohol already (one drink limits for both!), so I had water while B enjoyed a pint off the tap.
|Smile for the camera kids!|
The bartender introduced himself as Tommy and was friendly and inviting, despite our meager imbibing. We were the youngest people by at least 20 years, which on my 35th birthday, felt pretty good to be considered a young'un. The best part was the live Irish fold singer who knew my two favorite songs, Fields of Athenry and Whiskey in the Jar (apparently based on the Dread Pirate Roberts, marrying another favorite topic of mine). It was a great ending to my celebration!