Okay. I am not kidding. Tonight was my rockstar moment. Forget that I am a 4-0 mother of 3, two of those being toddlers, I mean…really…this just happened!
For my 40th, people, basically my family in this foreign land, joined us at a restaurant where you eat in complete darkness. It is an awe-experience because you can’t even see your finger on your nose if you touch it—you get to feel your food, taste it in the extremes, and understand others lives as you experience only a sightless celebration. It is a must try.
And, in the atmosphere of the dark, you also communicate with great fun as you “hear” your friends more keenly.
Anyhow, after your meal, you return to the semi-light in an outer room while the chef comes and shares what you ate. Oh. Yeah. You don’t know what you’re eating in the dark! Plain cool.
After the chef shared and we all laughed through our obvious culinary know-nots, we gathered for a group photo where the girls—yes, the girls—hoisted me in the air, singing Sto Lat, and then throwing me up and down.
Beasts they are!
You go, Ladies!!!!
Here’s to 40+ more!
Sto Lat to me 😉