Thanks again guys. Just got home from Monk's. You know, it's not often that I describe a meal as "perfect." This was one of those times. My dad and I split a giant bucket of the plumpest, tenderest, juiciest mussels I've ever eaten. I had a burger with caramelized leaks and blue cheese and the sweetness of the leeks and the creaminess of the cheese just went absolutely perfect with my perfectly cooked med-rare burger. That and I had an incredible Belgian white wheat beer to go with it all. Just wow. I'm doing this every year.
So for my birthday I got a new winter coat from my mom, some much needed cash from my dad, found a miracle parking spot at the train station and made my train by 30 seconds, had the last lecture of a horrible class that I'm so glad I don't need to do anymore for, slept all afternoon, had the best mussels of my life, and cake.
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