Birth Days.

Dan turns 31 today. It’s a big day for him. One he gets to spend on a airplane, surrounded by people he has never met. Not exactly a prime birthday celebration situation. Especially because his flight is due to arrive at 12:00am, the day after his birthday. Bummer.

Good thing I get to give Dan a birthday present that he has been wanting for a loooooong time: steak! Yes, you read right. My sister told him about this Brazilian steakhouse awhile back and he’s been wanting to go ever since. Reservations are made and Dan will finally get to experience this ‘endless meat’ tradition. Apparently you have this little dual-coloured doohickey on your table to signal the waiters. Blue side up means ‘bring it on’ where the waiter knows to bring more meat to the table (on giant skewers, I might add) and red side up means ‘whoa, I need a minute to digest’.

The idea of this kind of dinner disgusts me, but it was a special request and I’m a birthday wish-granter. So steak it is. Dan will have to give the review once he gets over the meat sweats that he will no doubt experience. Ew.

Happy birthday, Dan. Fly safe. And prepare your belly.