This is to be my final Cincinnati entry. And what better way to end our time in Cincinnati than with a Birthday celebration?
Now I’m the kind of person that doesn’t have a birth-day….I have more of a birth-week. Why limit your celebrations to just one day?? I mean, you’re celebrating being alive for pete’s sake!
Luckily, I have friends that support such sentiment. Anyway, for my birthday dinner we decided to go back to a restaurant we had dined at in July and LOVED. The Hofbrauhaus. Sound German? Sound wonderfully caloric? Sound like Bavaria and lederhosen? Yes. And yes. And yes. And yes again.
We were seated in a side hall that looked like it fell out of a Harry Potter book and immediately ordered beer. Half-pints in order to save room for dessert. Keegan was meeting us at the restaurant, so you could only imagine the horrified looks on our faces when our conversation was disrupted by the roar of Cincinnati’s very temperamental weather. “Is that applause?” one of us naively asks before we turn to gaze out the window at Hurricane Ohio.
We each had to stifle back a shriek of laughter when our poor friend finally stumbled in (still gorgeous!), completely soaked. She was laughing and in high spirits though (this is why I love my friends).
We came back to the task at hand…ordering from the list of german foods on the ornately decorated menu. “Hmmm, I’ll get the schnitzel and spatzle.” Say that 5 times fast!
Starting with a pretzel and beer cheese, we were all pretty full by the time our main dishes reached our viking-like wooden table. We each looked at each other with a stoic gaze that easily read, “alright folks, time to separate the boys from the men.”
Now…calories and the 7 deadly sins don’t count on your birthday, right?
In true Thor style, we each yelled, “ANOTHER!” And thus, the dessert menu emerged.
Chocolate cake for me (of course). And the same for Cassie.
A chocolate creme puff for Clarissa.
And a delicious apple strudel shared by Amanda and Keegan.
After our culinary journey, we had every intention of meeting up with the other Cincinnati kittens. But being in a state of almost complete immobility, we donned our PJs, made a cuddle puddle, and watched chick flicks until sleep got the better of us.
Wonderful, wonderful birthday. I’m so blessed to have such classy and sassy friends to make it special.