Tuesday, September 20, 2011

It's My Birthday! Or It Was....

My birthday was on Sunday, September 18th, and I am now super old. Originally, I didn't have any plans. I usually celebrate with my friend whose birthday is the 15th, but we're too far apart and too busy for that now. The only thing I scheduled was a dentist appointment. Yes, I realize getting fillings on my birthday is really messed up. In addition, I was desperately in need of a trip to the laundromat. Yeah, laundry on my birthday. Awesome. Also, I was determined to make cupcakes. Cupcakes with filling. Luckily, my friend living in New Brunswick was up for a birthday dinner with me, so I actually got a chance to celebrate.
After my dentist appointment (and 3 fillings), I couldn't feel my entire lower right jaw. I'm amazed that I could smile straight. Anesthesia is some really great stuff. One of my coworkers called to wish me a happy birthday right after I took this picture, and it was pretty hilarious when I tried to say thank you.
Of course, I had to put on my tiara to go out to dinner. I always wear a tiara on my birthday. Usually people ask if it's my birthday, but no one did this time. I guess tiaras are normal in NYC? I've definitely seen stranger things.
KOREAN FOOD!!! Kunjip on 32nd St between 5th & 6th Aves. I don't remember what this stuff is called, but it was really good. It's rice and vegetables with scallops, clams and little octopus thingies and a fried egg. It's the type of dish with the hot bowl and it's still sizzling when they bring it to the table. Yeah, I burned my tongue multiple times.
Pan-fried rice cake? My friend really wanted me to try it, and I'm glad I did. It was pretty tasty. When I took the first bite, I chewed it for about a minute while making strange faces trying to process the flavor. I'm assuming the faces were strange because my friend was cracking up at me.
Soup with ox bones? I think that's what the menu said. It may have had ox blood, too. Yeah, maybe I'll try this next time. Maybe not. My friend had this one all to herself. She couldn't decided between ox blood or ox bones, so I encouraged her to get both while inwardly cringing.
For me, the best part of Korean food is all the little appetizer plates. Fish cake is  my favorite, but they didn't give us that one. I felt shafted. I really liked the sweet dark-colored beans on the left side, and the radishes and sprouts were good, too.
The menu said SakSak Orange. Ok.... I had no idea what it was, but I wanted it. I read the can and thought "wtf is sac?!" It turned out to be the little jelly thingies in some Asian drinks. I've only had it in white grape, which is awesome, definitely better than the orange.

After a little walking around the Herald Square area to digest the food, we needed to have dessert. On the way to dinner earlier in the evening, we passed a pastry shop called Koryogang (I think) and decided to go back for dessert. Of course, before the pastry shop, we had to stop in the "adult bookstore" on 33rd St, but they didn't have anything good. Ok, I'm not into anything weird; I just like their thigh-high tights.
My friend had this little square chocolate mousse cake. I should have tasted it, but it was after midnight and I don't exactly think straight when I'm tired.
I chose this little round cake because it had a plastic strip with music notes wrapped around it. I'm not even sure what it was, but it sure was tasty.
Yeah, tasty. At that particular pastry shop, you can't sit at the tables unless you order drinks. We didn't want drinks, so we just went to Penn Station to eat and wait for my friend's train, which came at 1:22 AM.
Since it's gotten chilly outside, I decided to break out the knee-high boots for the first time this season. I love these boots and I wear them as often as possible, usually with tights and a miniskirt but sometimes with jeans.

Overall, I think it was a pretty good birthday. No drinking, clubbing or partying, but I'm not really into those things. At least I had cake and a tiara and Korean food and awesome shoes. Those things make any day special.

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