Hi, I’m 30. I don’t even think I’m going to go by my name anymore, just refer to me as 30. Since it seems to be important. You turn 29 and people are like, “eh”; you turn 30 and people say the following:
My boss: “How old are you?” Me: “30” Boss: “Wow, I thought you were older.” (Yes, this actually happened.)
Dad: “OMG, you’re 30?!! That must mean that I’m like… 40…”
Sister: “Jesus.”
Birthday Card: “Wow, you’re OLD!”
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You get the idea. “What are you doing for your THIRTIETH birthday?! I did a trapeze lesson for mine!” “How do you feel now that you’re 30?” “Dirty thirty!” “Thirty is the new twenty!”
I don’t know how I feel about landmark birthdays. I guess I don’t much care. I was 29 and 364/365 last week, the only change is a tiny fraction. Hardly worth mentioning, really. Regardless, I took this opportunity to eat good food for about four days. It was my birthday, I do what I want. These were my historic, amazingly memorable, landmark 30th birthday foods of choice:
Day-of Birthday Foods, July 5: Sens for lunch (thanks Jason!), The House for dinner (thanks Lita and Smalls!)
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Weekend Birthday Foods, July 7: Dinner at Little Star Pizza (thanks friends!)
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Weekend Birthday Foods, July 8: Brunch at Park Tavern (thanks Quinn!), Dinner at Wayfare Tavern (thanks Mom and Dad!)
Note that a birthday meal is defined as one that someone else purchases for you as a celebratory gift for your birthday. And for that reason, I suppose birthday meals can really take place any time of year, though they are known to occur on/about the week of one’s actual day of birth. Maybe I should make a wikipedia entry regarding this matter.
Paula Gogin says
Happy birthday Angie! I remember when you were my most favoriate babysitter. 🙂
Me
broccoliandchocolate says
Awww, thanks Paula!! 🙂
Diane says
Your City sure has yummy and beautiful food!
Jen says
That all looks SO amazing! Happy birthday! Having firmly been in my 30’s for 5+ years, I can definitively say that the 30s are awesome. Enjoy. 🙂