This is a big month for birthdays in my family. My grandmother's was on the 12th and my mom's was on the 17th. Dixon's is on the 29th, the same day as my grandfather's. In early October, my grandmother, Cooper's mom, and Cail all have birthdays. We're busy in the early fall.
This past weekend, we celebrated my mom's birthday with a party at her house. Like me, her birthday celebration of choice involves doing a lot of cooking herself, while holding off friends (and my grandmother) as they say things like, "But it's your birthday! You shouldn't have to cook!" Nobody gets it.
The food was excellent, with tenderloin and grilled lobster tail dressed in a simple, summery vinaigrette. The only minor food disaster came when my mom dropped an enormous bowl full of heart of palm on the kitchen floor. Fortunately, most of it stayed in the bowl. Also fortunately, I am not above eating heart of palm directly off my parents' kitchen floor.
I definitely get my cooking style from my mom - and neither one of us is a baker (that's my sister's department). So nobody got stuck with baking duty, we stopped at Patisserie Poupon on our way to the house, picking up a 12-inch round hazelnut chocolate cake (my mom's favorite from that bakery). Unsurprisingly, the cake was completely gorgeous, and it truly tasted good, too:
Overall, it was a great birthday for everybody, not just my mom.