December 17 was my birthday. 26 years old, I think I'm over the hill! Up until age 25, I thought it was pretty fun to become a year older. I think from here on out I won't like it anymore. The 17th was a Sunday, and we sang in a big Christmas concert that night, so we didn't go out to dinner until the 18th. Samuel wouldn't tell me where we were going, but it was in the nicest part of town, a place called Roy's that was INCREDBILE! I almost felt guilty eating food that cost so much, but it was a wonderful surprise. Oh, and here in Hawaii they celebrate birthdays with a nice lei to wear, and Samuel gave me one made of little gardenias and pink roses, so you can imagine the fragrance!
I have to show everybody the fancy plates. As my friend Amy taught me, sometimes "presentation is everything"! Samuel got the most delicious macadamia nut crusted swordfish (it melted in your mouth! We aren't even fish fans, but this was so far beyond what we've ever tasted!) And I got the filet mignon, a big juciy piece that came in some crazy good sauce, with those weird crunchy things on top. (What ARE those things?) And the dessert! Where do I even begin? It was DIVINE!! This melting hot chocolate souffle was fudge inside, it was to die for. I don't know if this picture will do it justice.
Anyway, birthdays are fun. My sweet hubby made me feel like a QUEEN!







































