Yasmine and I slapped hands in the corner tonight and, as a tag team of birthday celebrants, officially transitioned (in my mind, at least) from her birthday to mine. Or, at a minimum, we agreed to share the next few days as mutual birthday space or something like that. Bottom line: this entire week will be spent acknowledging birthdays (mostly mine) and milestones and transitions, some things I've learned in my most recent year of living, and what the next year may bring.
Suffice it to say, this evening was lovely. Dinner at Capriccio, as always, was dynamite (such a Jim Rua word!) and I only wish for more hours in the day to spend with those I love. And, how has Franco's incredible pizza not garnered a nomination in AOA's Tournament of Pizza 2011? People, really? Get there!
|Pizza with mission figs and house made prosciutto|
Stay tuned for epic self-indulgence this week as I intend to celebrate my mid-40's marker with enthusiasm and good humor. And a smile.