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Once again it was a night out to celebrate another birthday. Although not as late as the previous one, a marvelous time was still had by all as we helped Joon bring in his 23rd year. Despite presentations and classes, 6 of us made it out to Zellini's at 8:30, me, Ryan, Lisa, Laura, Sam, and Joon. We ordered a bottle of wine (a cabernet merlot shiraz) and picked entrees while shooting off the streamer filled poppers to help celebrate. Dinner for me was a delicious fettuccini with chicken and asparagus in a spiced olive oil with a hint of cream. Really yummy, and the first time I've had asparagus here. It was really thin, and from what I've seen it's always that way here; quite a contrast to the super sized veggies that seem to dominate the shelves here. After the main course we all took a walk over to the dessert section.

A bit of note here, Zellini's is the closest commercial establishment to our house, and it is passed by more or less on a daily basis. Despite frequent statements of intent to go there, and copious amounts of drool lost over the desserts which we stared lovingly at every time we past, we hadn't been there before tonight. Thus, the anticipation over the choice of dessert was somewhat heightened.

Joon picked out a strawberry cheesecake which we topped with a sparkler first, and later a candle so he could make a wish (cause you can’t really blow a sparkler out). I settled on a glazed almond encrusted tiramisu, which was fantastic. While eating it the dessert chef came out and talked to us about the glories of eating a good cake, as compared to a mediocre one, and how it was always better to splurge and get the quality cake. He then went on to compare a good cake to sex with a beautiful woman, followed by a remark that a cheap cake was like having sex with an average woman while holding a playboy magazine up over her body. At this point we were just nodding, but it was a humorous scene, cause he was truly happy about his cakes, and it was just a really nice thing to see, someone so overjoyed about what they do. Even if his metaphors were a bit off, it was refreshing to know that ones job can also be ones joy.

After we finished off the cakes, conversation drifted to the evil scourge that is Breakaway, an imitation Kit-Kat that fails due to a lack of cream between the wafers. It then proceeded onto bridesmaid dresses, and the hassles that girls go through compared to guys. Stories of spandex dresses and see through shoes abounded. Sadly the time could not last forever, and Laura headed over to the bus stop while the rest of us headed home. A wonderful evening, and I’m glad we finally made it over there, even if it took three months a birthday to do it.
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