Birthday started off right, when my Black Friday off-brand TV showed up early. It works! And it's flat.
Also Senior showed up in time to get some pho.
Ana took me to fancy dinner, so I wore my Sunday clothes.
Then we met up with friends, and Patso had worked his magic again:
And Riff Raff was there. She says I always take creepy pictures of us, which I disagree with but tried to take one anyway:
At dinner, I pulled out my phone to take a picture before we started and Ana was all 'no don't that's rude' and I did it anyway. Why? Cuz I needed a picture.
The food was great, and included this dish, which was a beef tartare + some sort of fish roe + parsnip ice cream + a tortilla chip. Don't worry, it was delicious.
After, we went to Bourbon where Patso had done up a custom chalkboard (you've seen one before):
Yes, it says Hermano. "It's happy birthday bro," Patso said. He was right.
And finally, inspired by the thing from yesterday, Ana puts on a recital.
Look who quit his job and got on a plane for some sweet vacay:
In other news, this is a chalk interpretation of American Gothic, by Patso:
