We celebrated Jason’s 26th birthday on Tuesday with 7am present opening, a day of work at Jason’s office punctuated with coffee cake pitstops, and dinner at a nearby gastropub. I bought him a snazzy new watch, a jumper with a collar I correctly predicted he would dislike but had hoped to be proven wrong (when will I learn?), and a few other bits and pieces. Jase told me he felt spoilt, which made me a pretty content lady :)
We went out to dinner in the evening after work, and ate an astonishing amount of good food. In fact, I’m pretty sure Jase was drunk on wheat by the time we’d finished eating our meal. It was the mashed potato that pushed him over the edge. The man just has no stamina! ;) I on the other hand, WOLFED that burger down in record time. Caramelised onions and camembert on a burger though. What else was there to do?
Happy birthday, my sweet man! 26 is going to be good to you, I can just feel it.
p.s. Here’s some information. Teddy just this second threw up under my desk, by my feet. So there’s that.
Above: Slow cooked pork belly with black pudding and apple puree. Black pudding, also known as the only food that delights my tastebuds and totally creeps me out at the exact same time.
Below: That burger. Those fries. Oozing cheese. Awwwe yeah.
^^ Post-dinner. So CHEESY in our festive jumpers! Ugh. I love this photo, but if it wasn’t of Jason and I I’m pretty sure its twee-ness would make me roll my eyes. Feel free to do so. I won’t be offended. ^^
* All photos taken with my iPhone.