While reading my friend Laura's blog, Sprint 2 the Table (if you haven't already, check it out), I came across one of her family favorites: grilled peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I'm ashamed to say what crossed my mind: "Wow, what great hangover food!" But seriously, whether it's the morning after or no, as I sat munching on this salty/sweet crunchy/gooey amazingness, it got me thinking... my birthday is coming up. Every year on my birthday, my mother would make us our meal of choice. My sisters meal, every year, looked like this:
Mine, however, changed every year. Usually it centered on the Italian. "Kati, I am not making stuffed shells. We'll go to Olive Garden." Last year, our friends E&E were gracious enough to throw myself and my friend Katie (weird, huh?) a Pirate themed party (we're born on Talk Like a Pirate Day-- extra weird, huh?) with plenty of Rum Runners to drink and...well, the rest didn't matter after that. :)
Joe and I giving our best pirate face. Hey-- I have an eye patch, I can smile.
So, here's the dilemma. My birthday is quickly approaching and I haven't figured out a menu yet. GASP! (For shame.) E&E are coming next weekend (a bit early, but that's totally cool with me) and I need to plan!